Give me a thick layer of dark clouds and a crisp breeze;
Give me a breeze that brings pink to my cheeks.
Give me sweater weather with a scarf;
Give me a scarf and gloves, matching set.
Give me a warm mug of apple cider;
Give me apple cider by the fire.
Give me autumn.
Give me the trees' rustle of fire-flavored leaves;
Give me the leaves that crunch beneath my feet.
Give me the taste, the smell, of pumpkin;
Give me the pumpkins, smiling in rows.
Give me the drizzle that promises snow;
Give me snow that tastes like comfy cold.
Give me autumn.
These are the words in my heart right now. Mom told me they had a fire in the fireplace last night. Friends on facebook are sporting those fall clothes I love so much: sweaters, hats, gloves, scarves, jackets... and in their hands are steaming cups of apple cider and pumpkin lattes. Somewhere in the north leaves are changing to beautiful, vibrant colors. Soon, there will be pumpkin pie, turkey, and snowfall.
Here, the leaves are getting... dead. There is now a cool breeze as relief from the still-suppressing heat. Halloween decorations deck everyone's halls, but a pumpkin left outside in these conditions turns moldy all too quickly.
This is my home now, but I'm not ready to give up my dreams of autumn. I just love it and miss it too much. Florida, that is my one complaint. Could you please have a real autumn? I'll buy you a caramel apple cider and a pumpkin muffin, I promise. :)
