That October breeze that breezes through my head
The orange, red, brownish that makes autumn seem undead
The leaves that change from quarter to quarter
The leaf shower that pours like rain that forms into water

That fall feeling that seems so unreal so unusual
The smell of happiness
The feeling of freedom

Year by Year seasons leave and go
But no season better than October's pose

Jimmy Woods

http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/october-12/