that smell that tells you its here
as I ride the trail
my nose getting cold I remember why I fell in love with fall
as my father turns the bend out of sight I close my eyes
breath in the beauty
ride past the walkers, joggers, and the slow riders
it's the perfect day
hearing the animals run in the woods
the leaves dancing down with painted lively colors
I reminds me of the times when we use to rake the leaves and jump
these days remind me why I love my home
why I could imagine living in any other place
the cold the warm, god it makes you love all life