I now no longer feel that last linger of summer
Dangling through my hair
Not a speck of sun
Reflecting in my eyes...
Though the leafs are just vacating the trees now,
I feel as though I have jumped through fall
And landed in a big leafy pile of Christmas;
With the explosion of Christmas trees
In box-like stores
(Ever time I go into work
They great me at the front door)
I feel I have missed thanksgiving, and Halloween all together
I already feel the consumerism
Scrapping at the bottom of my pockets and piggy bank
Corning me into some sort of guilt
Or maybe this is just homesickness.
I wouldn't be surprised if it snows in three weeks.









