My town looks best in the fall
Not the late fall, early
Because that's when the leaves change
When the colors of fire litter the ground
Because flames can only bring sorrow
And summer ends with the death of each leaf
Each small orange or red tinted piece of nature
Hanging from branches by a thread or scattered on the grass
Awaiting to be used as the subject of a girls Instagram picture
#ilovefall
And in the morning your bones chill like ice
So you put on two sweaters
But by 12:00 you wish you werent wearing anything
You and your family hold hands and give thanks
While the Turkey sits on the table
no longer able to gobble
But you eat him anyways because it's tradition
At night there are ghosts on the street
Sometimes even vampires
They run from house to house
Robbing them of weapons designed to cause cavities
Kids these days !
what are we gonna do
Yet despite all of the bad there is all of the beauty
And that's why the fall makes me regret
How much I hate living here