Ruminations

Ruminations:
She couldn't exactly tell you why she cared for Autumn so much - 
Maybe it was the subtle tones of golden that tinged the earth, or the way the blood red leaves reminded her of her wounded heart.
Perhaps it was the thought of everything slipping into a comfortable slumber for a spell, able to forget, for a time, the world. 
She loved the crispness of the air, the sharpness of it, puffs of breath evidence that she did in fact still live. 
And the thought of everything being reborn again, in the spring time, resonated with her in such a way, that she became a trifle jealous. 

-Snowhiite


Bio:
Snowhiite is a writer from New Brunswick, Canada.