I now know that Fall is here.
I found this out by listening to the season's sounds.
The leaves' crunch, the mountains' air, and people saying,
"Fall is here. Hey, hey, Fall is here."
I have a love hate relationship with Autumn.
I love it, but hate that everyone else does too.
If I was the only person to enjoy the new world's change, then I would possibly the happiest person to carve a pumpkin.

I now know Fall is here.
In the mountains Fall shows itself soon and strong.
By people wearing coats no matter what the weather.
Honestly, why do people so this.
I love fall too, but the gods of weather and season do not just decide to change by you wearing too many layers of flannel.

I now know Fall is here.
The smell of Fall is sweet and fresh.
All my female friends light pumpkin and apple candles.
This unusual act spits in mother nature's face as if saying  hey I'm going to take what you did and light it on fire and sniff it.

I now know Fall is here.
The nights seem long and undisturbed.
Except for me rambling about how much I dislike people who like fall more than I do.