But now it seems I’ve become jaded and pretty much devoid of most positive driving force. I guess the world can get to you. And, even worse, your thoughts.
Slowly I sit, sippin cold air entering Fall.
Calling out to the wind, light breeze leaving me cold in my still semi summer attire
Shorts on short fellow crawl down legs transforming to pants
Fire, keep me warm as my thoughts prance around the premise of Autumn
Leaves, falling, like the souls who have passed away.
Into an afterlife, a new season of being
Me being another person waiting for that moment when it happens
But, for this moment I’ll let it be
For though the weather is becoming ripe for sweaters
Heat still emanates from the people that surround me
I cherish these fleeting seconds
As things ease in to a new portion of life
And it helps that I have friends and family around
They are there for me
To huddle around my spirit and keep me toasty
A toast to the gods for this sensation
Of feeling what it’s like to survive another season