I wrote this a while ago but I just never got around to typing it out. I wrote this while in class and, quite obviously, I was bored. The poem is about fall in general: the leaves, the air, the wonders of fall. Personally, fall  happens to be one of my most favorite seasons ever (despite the fact that there are only 4) and putting my feelings about anything into writing is one of the joys of being a writer: whatever you feel, think, or wonder, you can just put it on paper! Cool, huh? But, this is just one of my seasonal odes (sarcasm if you didn't notice) but more will come. In the meantime, I write! But first I have to log off.