Winter nights spent cold and shivering
Spring mornings loud with birds
Summer days with heat strokes
But fall...
Warm sweaters
Quiet mornings
Cool breeze
You are my fall.
Your warm touch on my cheek
Quiet mornings in bed
The cool breeze in car rides with you
You are my fall.
You are colorful even when everything is dying.
You bring me new beginnings.
You are my fall,
A season so perfect.
You bring color
To such a
g
r
a
y
world.
So please let summer end
And fall come again.
*Authors Note*
I know this isn't very good but I haven't been writing for a while so I'm a bit rusty
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