Fall

Alive. Living. Breathing. Feeling. Time. Passing. Ageing. Dreading. Endless thoughts as a chill wind passes by Sending shivers down his worn out spine Reds, oranges, and yellows spread throughout village The scenery, a testament to time and its passage Frail leaves fall from trees once abundant with greenery The colors of autumn behold a beautiful yet passing scenery The boy of summer heat now stands in the autumn cold No longer a boy but a man slowly growing old Time has robbed him of his vigor and youth Now only waiting for the inevitable truth