Fall(ing)

Tasting the air. Cold. Gentle. We’re almost there.

The green is tired. Ready to die brown and start again. Fresh.

The light dwindles. Fighting to keep up with the change. Night falls. Early.

Chocolate becomes hot. Old movies become new.

New sounds and new stories. To look forward. And back.

Frights. Lights. Delights. Wrapping up and wrapping round.

We are falling again. Maybe snow will come too.

We become the light and the warmth. We keep the days alive.

It’s time again.