autumn

autumn arrived sooner this year. the soft, even warm music of the rain announed its return - the raindrops that never dropped today, but that i've been feeling in my once warm skin for quite some time. soon, the durty ground will be spotted by puddles of mud. soon, the wind will run unchecked, chilling the winners and the losers alike. soon, very soon, the trees will be stripped naked, their once proud-green leaves covering the muddy ground, rotting to oblivion. but then again, it won't be that different than now, will it..?