Seasonal

1- The First Fall

Chilling under a tree
A gorgeous summer's day
Chirpy, vibrant, vivid, ideal.
Such a beautiful day
Perched under a tree.
A leaf falls.

I look, and find the trees following suit.
Wilting. Decomposing. Withering. Decaying.
A tidal wave, from bustling to bare.
"I was enjoying that!!"
I try to run, chasing any trace of green.
Escaping autumn, unsuccessfully.

A retreat into the dark shelter.
At least it's by choice.
I'll stay here as long as it takes.
That was the first fall.