She Falls

It is a serene morning full of promise and innocence because at this very moment all is in order and flowing peacefully. The air smells crisp and the sun tastes tingly. The neignborhood is quiet and sleepy, the breeze lulling everyone into dreamy laziness. As if to tempt you with dreams of apples and cinamon, the variegated leaves are drifting in swooshes across the road, ready to play when you wake up.