Falls Coming

FALLS COMING Falls coming sometimes when the leaves fall; I envision them as colored paper shredded; Wind is blowing cascading march to the breeze; Quietly awaits the robin as it sees the branches waving; Joyously bereaves as the trunk is surrounded by squirrels; Chasing each other merrily around, around and around; I am sure That the robin has no need of these… Fall is falling colors changing odd; Soon the wind and rain will turn to snow; I envision white crystals drops of snow; Frozen tongues on fence post again; I am sure Someone’s son or daughter Of all of these things something will fall; Just as anything that goes up.. It must surely come down Climate changes Winter, Spring, Summer Fall 10/6/18 Written by James Edward Lee Sr.