Leaves are turning,

Twisting and wrinkling.

A mist of crisp grass,

lingers down the streets.

Nature is taking a fresh breath,

Making garlands and wreaths;

Of falling orange and yellow maple,

Lovers catching them eagerly.

They say you fall in love,

With the person who catches for thee.

Such is the magic in the air,

For Fall is somewhere near; 

Smiling at us with glee.

Hello to my fabulous fam!

Pumpkin spice and apple cider season is just gearing up to make its entry and I am already obsessing over the fall. Due to all the workload and busy schedule, I am unable to write much for you guys, however, I try my level best to paint my blank canvas with random thoughts. I am not a poetry person, however I tried to write something out of the box today. Hope you guys are as excited for the fall as I am. 🙂

I love you guys!

Adios,

xoxo