When someone says Fall
What do you think of?
Do you think of how far you'll go?
How fast it takes in order to fall
And when you'll hit the ground?
Or maybe you anticipate
That moment that you'll fall
And all your worries will disappear
When you lose your balance
And it takes everything you have
To stay on your feet
Despite all of these definitions
Which will you let define you?
Fall is the color of the leaves
When they fall onto the path
Making those beautiful pieces of art
That everyone takes pictures of
Fall is when you visit family
Sharing memories and stories
Reminding them of how much
You love them
Fall is when you remember
Everything you hold dear
And recall just how much
Everything really matters
Something I simply can't forget
For it's the color of love