Fall

• Emily Schromm, Grade 9
• Poetry
• 2003

The glory of summer has all disappeared
And the coming of fall has suddenly mirrored
The hopes and wants which will soon come true
As everything starts becoming anew.
The changing of colors on the leaves in the trees
Their brilliance brings a sense of coziness and peace.
Then they start to fall like tears being shed
Tears of gold, yellow, orange, purple, and red.
The cool calmness and subtleness that's always in the air,
And the certain chilly comfort makes everyone aware
That finally the days of fall have drawn near,
Fall days that will be full of joy and cheer.