Poem #80

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Fall came in pretty quick long sweaters locking myself in my house. No, I don't want to do this again I don't want to be depressed again I don't want to have seasonal depression this year. So instead, I'm going to run in the falling leaves I'm going to jump in the leaf piles. I'm going to lay outside I'm going to watch the sunset I want to watch the sunrise. I'm going to feel everything, I'm going to be the last leaf that falls off the tree holding on so dearly. Not wanting to let go of the feeling of summer and autumn and spring I'm going to hold on so tight that even the cold winds can't knock me off. But even though I know letting go means a new version of me will grow in I don't want to let go of this version yet. So, I'm going to hold on it for as long as I can. As long as it's possible I will be hanging on that tree.

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