Crunching leaves,
The smell of burning firewood,
Spooky decorations painting the streets everywhere I go.
The crisp-cool heart of autumn.

Beach days turn into cozy evenings inside,
Wrapped in a fuzzy blanket, hot coffee in hand.
They become movie nights with friends watching
Halloween-themed classics while snacking on popcorn.
Every introvert’s dream come true when the first leaves drop.

The time of year when everything seems to slow,
When I notice how beautiful the world can be
While it’s shedding its greenery for a warmer color palette. 

A time of utter peace, spreading around town like the smell
Of a cinnamon-apple filled breeze. It puts a smile on my face
The moment I catch a whiff of that comforting smell. 

If I could, I’d live in the tranquility of fall for the rest of my days.
When I’ve got such a beautiful season to admire,
Everything else seems miniscule.
A mystical everyday escape from reality.

Fall is the center of my heart.
A whimsical soul mate that I’ll
Adore until my last breath.

Editor: Shannon Hensley