by Jaron Chandler
All the colors I see in the dying evergreen are speaking out to me.
I contract the essence of times of pure serenity.
Summer has fallen, the amber leaves have made that clear.
And its here only to fade
I dont want it all to go away!
The crisp air, the scent of the forests gently giving way to the seasons end
The sensations it brings me, Ive become so attached
I loath the day when the final leaf breaks away and is doomed to silently crash.
It's this time that I truly reminisce on my happiest days, I dont want to lose it,
I dont want it all to go away.
I beg for constant autumn to reign
I cry for the leaves to only change
but never die.
I cannot thrive without this perpetual state.
winter will come soon to take my happiness away.
I want immortal fall, where everything is no longer living but yet its never dying.