OLD POEM

I stumbled across this little poem from years back, and decided to share it with you all.

The leaves put on a show.

If you listen carefully, you can hear them, tapping across the streets at different speeds.

Their costumes are bright yellow, a darkened orange, or a light brown.

They’re beautiful.

And they have a message.

Fall is here.

‘Tis the spooky season to become your fear or overcome your ultimate nightmare.