Turning Time

Participating in Mother's 6W6L poem contest!

The time of year leaves fall,

Vibrant leaves that look like fire.

The smell of smoke lingers on,

And children who ruin leaf piles,

continue to grow up into adults.

And the world continues to turn.

Oh, man. The feelings that this challenge prompt gave me was a LOT to put into just 36 words.

I chose this approach to Mother Comb's challenge because this time of year always strikes me with feelings of nostalgia, yearning, family, and even a bit of helplessness.

Spring always fills me with a youthful energy. But the beauty and vibrance of fall take me back to being an adult. I look at these leaves and remember my childhood. And now that I have kids, they do these things that kids do in the fall. And every year I stop - right on Halloween and look at my kids, and remember what they were the year before, and the year before And I take in the differences in them, how they are growing. Another year has gone by. And they're getting bigger. It won't stop. So while they are screaming and laughing in the fall leaves while I watch, I just enjoy it. Because one day they won't want to jump in the leaves or go trick or treating. Because the world just keeps going. Year after year, season after season, it's all a cycle. And it never stops. No matter what happens in our life. And so time turns on, no matter how much it hurts our hearts.