Autumn

[paperfantasy]

I'm a little late this year...but the feeling's still strong. I miss you and think of you every fall.

My Favorite Season
The leaves falling to the ground
Could never match the color of your hair
The sun setting in the twilight
Could never compete with your inner fire

Your creativity was matched only
By your need for coffee first thing in the morning
And your kindness toward me
Was matched only by your zest for life

I miss you every night
When you'd tell me about your friends
And your unending pleas for coffee
Are remembered forever
The afternoons are sometimes lonely
Without Bishop and friends

Autumn, you were my mentor
My friend and pouncer
Hugs from you came without a reason
Forever on you'll be my favorite season.