AUTUMN'S ON THE AIR!
Fall is the season
Where the smallest breeze,
Gives us a shower
Of Autumn Leaves.
The green turns yellow
The yellow turns brown,
Like a golden carpet
A blanket on the ground.
Their crisp and crunchy rhythm;
The little joys they bring,
When I run over them;
I hear them rustling.
It's a month of joy and giving
Smiles and laughter pies to share,
Summer's come to an end
And Autumn's in the air!
©allisafawn
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(psst. This was the first poem in my poetry career. Hope you all like it.)
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