fall, in love

Fall,

Autumn,

whatever name you prefer

it refers to my favorite season.

It is only August,

but I was out walking the other day

and caught a hint of it's peculiar, 
delicious, rich scent.

Warm days,

crisp evenings,

vibrant reds, yellows and oranges,

the crunch of walking through fallen leaves.

I know it came last year, 

but I do not remember it.

Maybe that is what makes me especially aware 
of its coming this year.

As I continue on this path,

crossing bridges as they come,

I want to enjoy the beauty of each day.
I want to live a life of love and love the life I live.