Come Along With Me
Come along with me.
In the November days.
In thanksgiving haze.
Along the shaved trees.
And the leaves, red,
orange, yellow, but not green.
Dancing to the ground.
Later to be played with by
children all around.
To the house upon
the hill, scented with good food.
Laughter ringing out.
Even towards the
lonely. Towards the working.
Towards the people
who don’t have the scent
of comfort and love with them.
Come along with me.
In the November haze.
In the upcoming autumn days.
Come along with me.
Steph is a sophomore at Sweet Home High School. They are an amateur journalist who also likes to draw, listen to podcasts, and write stuff. They are also currently (hopefully) working on a webcomic with little to no experience in the making of comics; as well as an amateur poet, working on some pieces that may or may not be for the newspaper.
This is beautiful!