Memories of Living in New York in The Fall
The Fall is one of the most depressing months of the year
The trees lose their leaves
Flowers nod their heads and die
The days are shorter and the nights longer
And it makes me want to cry.
Nothing is as it was, the sky becomes bleak when it is going to snow
Fall is the pathway to winter and we all know it
Take the screens off from the windows
Put in the storm windows.
Turn off the air-conditioning
and turn on the heat..burr
Pack up the shorts and the skimpy tank tops
Put the bathing suits away
Bring out the snow suits
the winter jackets
and heavy sweaters
Fur ear muffs and knitted gloves.
Mother nature has played tricks on us
by creating Fall after Summer
Our sunburn now has to come
from a Suntan machine
instead of the warmth of the sun
I want to weep
I feel so sad
Just thinking of all the dark nights there are to spend indoors
There is fear about going out in the dark
and all the crime that rears its ugly head in the night
I recall my mother telling me that the boogy man is outside in the dark
The thought is still scary.
I guess I will have to adjust once again to the Fall
Get a bunch of books out from the library to keep me company
Write a few thank you letters for those who sent me birthday gifts.
The computer will now be my companion until the Spring and Summer
The house will be the place others will find me
Once the snowfalls trap me indoors
I will have to hire someone to shovel me out or I starve
I guess I will hibernate just like the bears
So I better get busy getting things together.
School starts tomorrow
for others but not for me
I will find a place in the house
to be comfortable and warm
See you all in the Springtime
When everything that has died in the Fall and winter
Comes to life once again.
I will take out my winter coat
and make a fire in the fireplace
Watch for the return of the red Robins
and for me!