Fall time

I go out in my green jacket

And the sky is gray

The air is cool 

And kids are out of school

The bus is crowded

The street is full

But there's a solitude

That fills me and my

insides feel good

I can feel it 

Coming up from the street 

through my shoes

the cheesiest feeling,

while walking down the street

Not the excitable soda pop kind

But the mellow yellow gray kind

Of happiness