Bursting forth, through death And decay; Burning so bright, In fierce defiance.
Two creatures, huddled. Backdrop of darkness, falling. Together, survive.
Fingers extending; Threatening cold, advancing Darkness to follow.
Quick intake of breath. Crunching footfalls, leaves like rain. Riot of color.
The air turns colder. Deceptive bursts of color, Gone soon to slumber.
SEPTEMBER WHOOSH! Plunk! What was that? That noise? In the trees? Listen... Falling crab apples!