You see it all around you. Leaves changing from green to yellow, or maybe even plum or orange. Autumn, it’s a strange season.

The winds brisk and the mornings are dark. You should expect the unexpected, people always say. But if you are expecting, then it isn’t the unexpected, expected.

I pondered over the dilemma as I sat on a park bench outside. Feeling the wind on my cheeks and making them appear blushing. I looked upon the leaves that were falling, spinning almost as if they were doing their last dance. A good-bye piece per se, I glanced at the ground only to see the array of colors.

The winds of change are upon us, I thought to myself. Once again we bask in the cool weather that autumn brings.