I've always loved Autumn
The crisp chill in the air
That little carnival, a fair
I've always loved Autumn
The sweet scent of smoke, burning wood
In the scarlet painted leaves, there I stood
I've always loved Autumn
The crunch of leaves
Floating around and doing as they please
I've always loved Autumn
That gentle breeze
Pine cones and Cute spices that make you sneeze
I've always loved Autumn
As shining eyes wander
In twinkling voices they ponder
I've always loved Autumn
The pumpkins and things
The soft beautiful way the bird sings
I've always loved Autumn
The orange and red hues
I've always thought it made the prettiest of views
I've always loved Autumn
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My Poems
شِعرMy poem app went to hell so I'm posting all my works here from now on. They are a mix of types and a lot are sad.
