You look around in hope to find Fall.
You look around to meet eyes, you see tears drop.
You look around for hand, they are protected from chilly breeze.
Good friends are not found often in life, most people are passer by’s. Not surprisingly these passer-by’s teach you a lot. And they teach you that hope is what you cannot get in Fall. It’s not easy to walk along the streets of Hamilton in Fall. It is chilly, and you have to put your hands in your leather jacket. It can rain and you are just rich enough to afford an umbrella that fits you and your backpack in. But its beautiful. How often do we say, beauty is that which satisfies the soul? Does Fall satisfy your soul or the Hope?
There is love in air, and pain in heart.
There is always a fear of falling apart
The chilly breeze makes lovers walk arm in arms. Love and pain go hand in hand. Pain finds comfort in Love. Love delivers Pain. The maples find comfort in swaying away while its branches can only shed tears. How strange is it for Halloween to be in Fall?
And it is from this Fall we learn to Rise.