Dreaming of Fall
I’m dreaming of Autumn,
a time where everything changes.
The Texas heat still lingers, but there is a sense of hope creeping in.
Fall- Halloween and Thanksgiving
Should be coming soon.
Watching football on a Sunday afternoon
Enjoying time with your family,
Playing cornhole in the backyard.
Watching a scary movie in the dark.
The seasons changing, people changing
as they think of a time…
A time where the atmosphere changes,
where people are happier.
Crisp days spent enjoying a sip of coffee,
Seeing the smiles of others as they pass you in the shop.
Rainy days spent inside reading your favorite book.
Waking up to a misty morning, perfect for a sweater.
These are the days I look forward to, and the things I wish to be true.
But, this is not quite the way it is here.
So, this is why I dream.
I dream of these things that will not come true
In the full extent here in this small, Texas town;
a town where the heat of summer interferes
with what should be fall.
Fall is but a brief moment in time here
It passes by quickly, but it is
Just as magical as one could imagine
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