Poetry of sorts

Fall

The colors change around me.
I see the change of leaves,
all around on the trees.

Surrounding me high,
are colors that flood my mind.
So beautiful yet so fast.
There so refined, but they die so fast.

Falls so colorful,
with orange, red, and yellow surrounding.
It's wonderful,
the weather is also astounding.

Not to hot,
and not to cold.
It's perfect, a jackpot.
But it won't stay forever as I'm told.

December will come to blanket them all.
No tree to will be safe,
regardless of how tall,
They'll be covered by pure as white snow.

So as I try to enjoy the outside,
I'll remind myself of good things.
The world is not confined,
so are world will be a ride.

I enjoy the apple cider,
that only comes around fall.
Only if it was wider,
I'd have more.
The size is okay right now,
but I'd enjoy more of a pour.

Another thing I enjoy is Thanksgiving,
a family I rarely see comes together.
We'll laugh and give,
we'll remember memories to relive.

Fall will be nice,
so I'll enjoy it's every plus.
Though there will be a low price,
I'll enjoy with all of us.

What will you do for Fall?