The dead leaves rustle in the wind now. Wherever I go, lots of dead leaves rustle under my foot too. The sound of the dead leaves seem to say "Goodbye". I think fall always leaves lonely. When the fall is coming, I knew it. I sang for joy for it. Today, I stepped outside and pulled up my collar against the wind. I think it's chilly. I also think christmas and the end of the year is coming. I recognized the joy of the fall already disappeared from my mind with some pictures as a life. I would say well "Goodbye" to the fall this year as I welcome the fall. " You were beautiful and I thank you for your efforts. See you."
