don't let your dreams be dreams.

if you think about it
you can go somewhere where its always summer
bahamas, costa rica.

you can go wheres its always winter
the north pole, greenland.

but there's no where you can go,
where it'll always be autumn.

the colors of the leaves that hang on to the oak trees,
will never be locked. they will cling and fall as they always do.

and gather at the ground to be swept and tossed.

and the smell of the pumpkin spice and the hot apple cider,
isn't forever in the air of the pumpkin patches they inhibit.
which will soon be packed away as well.


the corn maze will turn into an overgrown field.
it'll be unrecongizable, at best, possibly nonexistent.






autumn, like spring, is a time of change.
and i guess being unsettled is a beautiful thing.
but eventually, all things allay.
however when things are changing,
its special because its rare.