Autumn

All the leaves have fallen from the trees

            Except for the few brave souls still clinging to

                        Bare branches

Exposed to the winter winds

            That are soon and sure to come.

                        Fall is thought of as a time

                                    When new beginning are abundant

New school year

            New opportunities

                        New people to meet
                                    New start after the warm summer months

                                                But I see autumn for

What it exactly is

            The season where everything

                        Dies.
R.R.