Green Into Gold

As we drove home from Plainsboro in New Jersey, from my daughter's place, I finally noticed that the trees have already turned orange.  The two weeks that I was home from surgery they must have reached their most beautiful transition.  I really didn't feel any regret whatsoever, though, that I wasn't out to witness it. There will be  more autumns to come.  Green leaves will turn to yellow, orange or gold, then they will leave the branches bare for winter's snow.
I remember my first autumn leaves.  We were in Tokyo on the way to Mt. Fuji.  The orange leaves of trees excited me no end.  I plucked a yellow-orange leaf and tucked it in between my address book, a perfect souvenir of the autumn that I experienced.  But when I got home in Manila and looked to show off my autumn leaf, I saw it had crumbled.
I wish I still got excited about things the same way.
But then I have to go back being ignorant, or naive, or innocent.
You gain some, you lose some.