Fall Poem by Billy Loving

Fall is in the air
Signs are everywhere
Animals seldom scene
Turning of the green
Orange begins to appear
More numerous, the movement of the deer
Falling of the leaves
Mosaic it weaves
Growing of the grass begins to slow
Getting ready for the winter's snow
Cooling of the air
Of the differences always aware
Football everywhere
As I recline in my chair
Baseball in full bloom
Basketball soon to resume
Awaiting the first frost
And all that will be lost
Colors abound
Settling of the house, a familiar sound
Awaiting winter's chill
As I stare from the doorsill