Fall sikhouettes against the azure sky

         It hides in the trees already turning golden.

I see it .                                                        

fall comes to greet me every morning                                                       

every breath i take,there is fall in the air                                                     

   i taste it                                                             

   fall is the whisper in the wind                                                                           

 it dampens my cheek sneakers as i walk                                                         

A message is sent through the crunching of leaves.                                    

i hear it