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.
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:
you're just a poet at heart ;)
*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...
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!
It's all in the name WINter wins and FALL falls. You're so poetical.
You're a poet?
I didn't know it.
Wow, a new side of Spike. I always knew it was there! Nice ! AM
Aw, very nice! Makes me so sad that I am leaving fall to head to the land of no seasons . . .
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