Falling, Fading, Changing (Sonnet)

Another year older, falling like our innocence,

The Autumn leaves remind me not to blink.

Watching time hit the ground with it's imminence,

Another season changes us in sync.

Beauty making way for darker shades

For it's time to fade into the slumber,

Always leftovers holding on

To proudly show the green they still encumber.

It's dormancy replaces life,

The world stands ready in attempts to prepare

The way each day must fade to night

Our cores quickly harden in attempts to compare.

Disappearing remnants, finely ground into the dirt,

This is the way we're always falling, fading, changing with the earth.

~A.L.J~