The air grows crisper

The leaves change colors

It is that time of year again.

Children rush out into the streets

Their parents holler for them to grab a jacket.

Oh how beautiful it is.

I watch as the leaves sway in the wind.

Some slowly falling to the ground.

How relaxing this is.

Fathers raking up the leaves into piles.

Then later yelling at their child for jumping in.

How fun that used to be.

Oh how beautiful the season changes are.

If only I weren't stuck inside.

How lucky those kids are.

Why did I wish to grow up?

My life is so much harder now.

If only I could go out to play.

But sadly, I have work to do.

I place my hand on the glass

Wishing I had let it last.

For fall once was my favorite season

Now school makes it the most dreaded.