Things should never stay the same,

sameness leads to stalemate.

Life is a splendid, changing game,

to sameness, I say, “Checkmate”.

Autumn brings a brighter sight,

a sight that shows me joy.

Clean crisp air that you can’t fight,

wind that plays with leaves like toys.

There’s a jubilance all around,

that I sense in me too.

I can feel that change is bound,

the world will once again be new.

Change is a good thing,

with truth this does ring.