Dampness of roof tops
Windows creek as the wind begins to holler
The clouds fly by as the
Fall wind blows
After an icy cold rain.
The chill in the air still lingers on as the
People bundle up in there hoodies and jackets
The leaves that are still hanging on are crying
With the wetness of the weather.
Fall comes and winter arrives
With barren trees awaiting to live once again
With there beautiful colors that they hold.