Some are yellow and some of them are peach.
My favorite are red.
The leaves are telling me with loud booming voices
“The grey is coming! The grey is coming!”
As I locked the door tonight I heard geese
All flocking and some honking.
It’s as if they are attracted to my leather jacket.
I smiled because I could imagine them
Drinking drinks with umbrellas and sunning themselves,
While others lounge in the pool
And take full advantage of the swim up bar.
They’re leaving here.
Lucky Bastards.