Fall's Beauty

    • Fall's Beauty

      Fall's beauty is oft left untold,
      with weather not too crisp nor bold.
      The pinkist skies breed coloured leaves;
      give something that each mind concieves.

      The bitter winter lasts too long,
      and every summer has a song.
      Spring has sprung, thus, now is done,
      but autumn has just now begun.

      Happy is oft left behind
      but it is first on this mind.
      When the fall wind rings around,
      a smile to my soul is bound
      - no longer do I feel mad.
      "Haters can keep hating, but I'm just gonna dance."
      - Patrick Kane; Chicago Blackhawks