A debate on fall

Oh fall, oh fall, how lovely thou art! With the crimson, yellows, and burnt orange what's not to love? That is except for the sad day when the leaves tumble to the ground, lifted by the wind, and then the trees appear, once so richly dressed, bare. It makes you wonder, why is this beauty so small lived? Then you go onto how the world needs winter, and how the beauty of the snow drifting merrily to the ground, and your question just disappears. It is funny how when you're in one season, you are just dreaming of the next, and soon you wonder, why didn't I enjoy it? It was such a lovely season, when you weren't cooped up in the house, so enjoy these colors, and the trees still somewhat clothed in rich colors, enjoy it while it lasts.

Allyssa