Fall, the air is getting colder,
The leaves rustle on the ground...
The season is surging like a warrior to battle,
Charging in, to claim its months.
Falling... everything is falling...
The sky pouring rain...
The wind has a hollowing chill...
That freezes me to the bone...
I comb down my ruffled hair with my fingers,
My shivering skin pricks up with the breeze,
I keep walking on the hard cement,
And catch myself about to fall,
Still looking down.
I avoid the glances of those around...
Everything is going good,
Not just on this cloudy day,
But life in general seems to be on the bright side...
But I brace for it everyday...
The fall...
Please don't fall...
That's what I tell myself...
Please not today just don't fall down...
But it's coming soon...
So soon I know...
These good times don't last...
Because they never do...
And when it falls...
I'll just sit there and cry...
Peter Vector
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/please-don-t-fall-down/
