Pride precedes a fall;
Summer is ripe with peacocks
Flashing colors for the fair.
We reach out
to fill a space.
What we find makes us pall
Walking around the mall
Strutting higher and tall.
Afraid to venture from our lair,
We search in
and find a space.
Kevin Lawrence
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/looking-for-autumn/
