Leaf Peepers

When times have me feeling weak and weary

I know just where to go. 

To the mountains I travel to make my life a little more cheery. 

The crisp autumn air and the crunch of the leaves sound as I walk the crisp ground, easy and slow. 

The colorful leaves make me feel at home and safe. 

I search for new colors and shades as the season brings new things.

I enjoy the visualization of the coming winter.

I begin to forget my life and how it may hinder. 

Falling leaves seem so insignificant,

But to me, they appear magnificent. 

I take a good look at what's around me. 

As I leave the mountains feeling I can finally oversee

The troubles life brings. 

The leaves are my peace keeper.

For I am, the ultimate leaf peeper. 

This poem is about: 
Me

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