Creativity is flying
As the leaves fling across the sky
Pretty like shimmering colors of dawn
The winds race along in the sky
Soft and at ease
Like children rushing by each other
Playing their fun games
And reach their favorite flavor of pie
The apple sweets surrounded by golden caramel and coconut
Or
Surrounded by dough
But
Bittersweet like the season of Fall
Cold but sweet and festive
The scenary is beautiful and bold
As if Nature is finally letting her grasp away
So her hardest hue to hold
Will finally be set free
And let the color range from orange red brown and yellow just like a bumblebee
The roads snake down the mountain top
Just like temperature snakes down to something cold
Preparing us to for the time of Winter
But letting us decide and discover
Our own version of gold
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Short Stories
Short StoryThese are just stories I just want to keep as a collection. Some of these may become actual stories and be extended. After each story please comment what the next one should be about. Also, if you comment a ship, I'm not doing that. I'm not going to...
