The Season of Fall

Brr
The cold speaks
It catches my attention
As my toes creep out
From under the covers
It shudders and shocks
I want to get back in bed

Brr
The wind blows
Briskly and with force
Slapping my face
Answering with a howl
The window shakes
Rattling a roll

Brr
The clouds blanket
It is still dark outside
The sun is held hostage
No rising light to see
Feelings of night
Wanting to sleep

Brr
The leaves scatter
Falling lazily
Littering the ground
Crackle and pop
As I step over them
To bits and pieces

Brr
The rain drips
Drops a bucket
Splish and splash
Thunderous lightning
Causes the awe
The powerful jolt

Brr
The cold bites
The wind chills
The clouds darken
The leaves wave
The rain showers
This is the season of Fall