Thursday, September 17, 2009

An Ode to Fall


Winter Chasing Fall

sometimes Fall stretches its long legs and darts into mid-November,
sometimes Fall just concedes defeat and pulls-up short in October,
sometimes Winter surpasses Fall, and Fall responds in turn,
regardless, every year Winter catches up with Fall,
it’s a race with a foregone conclusion, the result is never in doubt,
but it is a wonderful race to watch, as it is never exactly the same,
and the colors of Fall always outlast the Winter’s white grays,
so, while Winter may win the day, it is Fall that wins our hearts.

7 comments:

Sun Runner said...

you're just a poet at heart ;)

Morgan said...

*sigh*

You couldn't have made me more homesick if you tried. I can not wait to see the beautiful colors of fall in less than one month... if I don't show up for race day you will probably find me collecting leaves to bring home...

The Laminator said...

Wow...nice poem. I love fall since that usually translates to a lot of half and full marathons and much milder temperatures. Happy fall running to you!

Viper said...

It's all in the name WINter wins and FALL falls. You're so poetical.

Nitmos said...

You're a poet?
I didn't know it.

Running and living said...

Wow, a new side of Spike. I always knew it was there! Nice ! AM

Irish Cream said...

Aw, very nice! Makes me so sad that I am leaving fall to head to the land of no seasons . . .