Autumn seem to have passed us by without visitng this year. letting Winter in. i look at the trees and all i wanted to do was pull out the leaves one by one and let them scatter on the ground – like they should have been (at this time of the year).

most people look forward to spring and summer. but autumn is my favourite. winter is its companion. spring is beautiful and summer is brightening but autumn is my favourite. my second autumn and she passed us by without visitng. and suddenly i am worried and scared. i listened intently to her whispers and all i get is a hint of coldness.

let autumn come. let her visit.

let leaves fall – like it should (at this time of the year).