I love you. Truly, I do. I know it's hard to believe, because I am sure you hear this often, but I think I love you the most. You taunt me with your colors on my way to class-- you say: "Stay out and play! Look how crunchy my leaves are!" You know I want to. You know how hard it is for me to turn away from you-- there's nothing quite like you, Fall.
I love the way you make an apple cider from Jittery Joe's taste and I love it when my scarves and mittens find their way out of my closet when you come around.
Fall... thanks for being perfect.
Monday, November 19, 2007
Posted by Morgan at 1:21 PM