Taking in

By A Pirate Chica •
Its comes and goes, ever so quickly, with each passing year'
It takes your breath and holds onto it for just in extra second, to engulf the aroma circling around you. The wondrous scent, so gentle yet comforting. So crisp and fresh, a new start, a new season.
The crunch with every step, a soothing sound that lulls the mind. A musical sound, tingling of the chimes singing into the frigid evenings. That familiar scrape echoes in my drums, from the gentile man raking up his beloved crimson and gold treasures. Ah yes, a new season for a new start
Oh the blissful heaven trickling into my mouth, sweet and lucious apple flavors, warm yet refreshing. Heating the soul, ever so gracefully. What compliments so well, the taste of the sinful pumpkin pies. A mixture that will last an eternity. For its easy to tell a new start comes with a new season.
The wind rasps by screening my rosy face. It hits with power, causing a shiver running down. A smile emerges for it feels so perfect, the wool against my neck and the air waltzing along. A home is so warm and glowing, only this time is it ever so welcoming. A new season brings a new start
All around the world is shifting, growing older. With every passing corner new and vibrant colors swirl around. Green no more. Homes decorated with straw men and ghords rest on the step. The sun is orange and the nights are deep purple. A painting out of the book.
Forget the past, relive a-new. No worries, for there is no need. Start over, there is no better time than this. Ah yes, for this season brings a a new start for the world.