I absolutely love trees in the fall.
Obviously because they’re pretty.
But mostly because they are so symbolic.
When I write poetry, I love writing about autumn and falling leaves because they can represent so much.
When trees’ leaves fall, it shows how sometimes, you need to start fresh.
It shows how you need to reveal the bare truth.
It can represent the idea of falling in love with someone.
It shows how letting go is beautiful.
It shows how change is necessary… how change is beautiful.
Some may look at leaves falling as a sad ending.
But to me it marks a beautiful beginning.