Photo: D.R. WagnerStrangely Fall
Strange little Jackson Blue never liked fall
This time of the year, so strange
Much like himself
He liked things simple, predictable
The fall brought too many surprises
Too much chaos and much too difficult
He loved to play in the yard,
But now his refuge is taken over.
By fallen leaves and scattered branches,
Now off limits
The bugs now come out to play,
And the fallen leaves stick to the pavement
Strange little Jackson just sits as stares
Full of longing for old times
Oh no
Strange little Jackson Blue never liked fall
Such a disappointment
The air was once clear,
And the grass was a perfect green,
He could lie for hours on end
Not a care in the world
He would skip down the street
Water dripping from his brow
Simple times simple minds
Not a clouded thought
Picking flowers
And braiding green chains
Careless dreams led to distant memories
Only looking to the future gave hope
A life of endless summer
Sunny days
And hot nights
Endless summer nights
A future without any hope
Because the seasons always changed
But everyday Little Jackson prayed
That the one day would come
No more worries no cares
Only a few more months
He thought as the leaves continued to fall
A slight glimmer in the distance
Walking down the avenue
Seeing how the sun hides
In the city he has always known
Alone and cold,
He wandered the streets
No one in sight
Strange little Jackson Blue
Never really had a friend
No one to complain with
No one to share with
No one to be with
Instead he wandered
The covered streets
Of the city he had always known
Strange Little Jackson Blue never liked fall
At school he sat alone
Watching the others play
Smiles on their faces
Laughter in their eyes
How could such happiness exist?
At home he had the streets
He wandered
They were always there
There to soak up his sadness
A step beneath his feet
One day strange little Jackson Blue
Was wandering the street
Across the way a strange truck
Was parked outside the abandoned house
New neighbors new faces
Jackson hid in fear
He never liked new things
Especially with all those cold leaves
Scattering the lawn
His mother, the gracious one
Brought over fresh cookies
To welcome the strangers
That’s when she discovered
There was a new little boy
Who had just moved in across the street
His mother, the gracious one
Quickly set up a meet and greet
At the park in the cold
Strange Little Jackson Blue never liked fall
But he went,
His gracious mother insisted
The park was cold,
And the new boy Samuel
Just stared back at him
A break in the silence finally
Samuel asked
“so what do you like to do?”
Strange Jackson shrugged
“I don’t know, wander around I guess”
So they wandered
Steps beneath their feet
In the city that was new and known
The street, once cold and distant
Was now much warmer with
Someone by his side
Suddenly strange Samuel did
The strangest thing
A leaf pile that Jackson normally avoided
Samuel took a giant run and leapt into the pile
Leaves flew, Samuel shrieked
Jackson watched in awe
A sensation of connection came over him
He pounced on the pile
Throwing them in the air
Laughing for the first time
Smiling so hard his cheeks hurt
Samuel jumped up again
Sending shockwaves through Jackson
Finally a friend who could understand
Friends
How strange
Little Jackson Blue never liked fall
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