We are in the full swing of the school year,
busy with homework
and friends...
My jeans are valued highly,
tag-teaming with my sweatshirt,
to protect me from the chilling cold,
among other things...

Depending on the mood I feel,
I only want to lay, curled tightly in a roll,
cozy in my clothes,
or take a casual stroll,
down the sidewalk,
watching the crinkly, crackly leaves fall

My jeans are like a home then,
like walls to protect my skin.
It's Fall.
And when I feel in need of extra warmth,
I sit inside and stare,
stare at the crinkly, crackly leaves.
And I think.

Fall,
one of the best seasons,
for seeing old friends,
and reminiscing.

Quiet, Serene, Peaceful,
soon to bring on change, good things ending,
The leaves fly and fall and hit the ground.