• As the leaves change
    Days become cloudy and colder
    Green turns to yellow, red, and orange
    Nights grow darker and longer

    Dead, dying husks
    No longer among the living
    Smelling of deaths musk’s
    No longer reaching, breathing

    The moon bright in the sky
    As I watch the last leave fall
    Why oh why must everything die?
    My mind wonders, what of us all?