With sunny days and nights of cold,
The change, creating more colors of gold,
Reds, orange and many shades of brown.
Fall winds, shake trees; leaf's fall down.
A beautiful time, in the Great Northwest,
When plants and trees, get to rest.
No one likes the uncertainty,
Of aging, sometimes not gracefully.
As we age, I must confess
Emotions can become a real mess.
What to do when this happens to you?
Persevere, keep going. That's what we do.