Where they fly off to, I wonder.

Where they fly off to, I wonder. Waking the branches as they begin their journey to welcome a new autumn. One by one, they leave the comforts of their hiding place to find themselves an adventure, and one by one, I fall for their fearlessness, how unafraid they are of their fate. How silly of me to envy such creatures yet here I am, craving for their freedom. Where they fly off to, I wonder.