“Seeing Myself in a Season Burgundy sweaters Handwritten letters If I were a season I would be Fall Brown curly hair playing truth or dare Adventures and change Feelings all strange If I were a season I would be Fall Messy notebooks filled with All of my secrets Looking out the windows Like Mother Earth I'd let out a breath and The trees would shake My blood would be an apricot color I'd hide in the forest Covered with bright yellow leaves Branched out above two lovers Because if I were a season I would be Fall”
Book:Finding My Light