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Remember Fall

The air is crisp and fresh after rain

It’s chilly outside but not yet cold

And while the sky is filled with dark grey clouds

The trees are turning yellow and orange and red

And when the leaves drift off on the breeze

The ground gains the colors of fall too.

 

The clouds tell of storms to come

But they don’t yet cover the sky entirely

And the gaps they leave are bright blue

And when the sun peeks out you can feel it

Bright and warm against your skin

A reminder of the summer that’s now passed.

 

It won’t last forever.

 

The sun will pass again behind the clouds

The trees will be left barren

And their fallen leaves swept away

And the wind will grow harsh and biting

As the temperature drops below zero

And the ground begins to freeze.

 

Fall is a transitory season

But there’s beauty in its liminality

Because nothing will last

Everything is precious

Pictures won’t do it justice

So instead we must remember

 

Remember wind.

Remember color.

Remember sun.

Remember fall.

The First Week of November

The phony cobwebs are swept away,

But the carved pumpkins have yet to rot

And still sit on the steps in front of many houses.

The leftover candy, marked down after Halloween,

Has been cleared from the stores,

Their festive designs gone for another year,

But the children who spent their night walking

From door to door now have their own hoards

And like dragons they stand guard over their goodies

Waiting for their parents to turn their backs,

So that they can grab another piece of chocolate,

And keep their sugar high going strong.

 

Meanwhile, families make plans for Thanksgiving,

Searching for recipes to flaunt in front of friends and families,

Or thinking up excuses to avoid visiting in-laws.

There are still pumpkin spice variations of every product that could manage it,

Including those that should never have tried such a crossover.

The trees are still mostly covered in red and gold,

Though more leaves fall with every breeze,

And the ground is in desperate need of a rake.

Football season is in full swing,

And every sports bar is playing at least three games on any given night.

Charlie Brown will be making his way onto the small screen once again,

Forever famous for falling while trying to kick a ball.

 

Fall is heavy in the air.

Halloween has barely faded,

And Thanksgiving looms on the horizon.

And yet as I listen to the radio I can already hear them,

Christmas carols, playing through the first week of November.