**Three quarters have gone of a year. **

**Leaves are falling all around. **

**The sound of acorns hitting the ground. **

**It is a time of year we hold dear. **

**The holidays are near. **

**Cheers, that familiar sound. **

**Watching the football being tossed around. **

**The atmosphere shifts when the Nightingales appear. **

**Crickets are calling, and the leaves are crunching. **

**Smelling wood burning. **

**Children are playing, and men are hunting. **

**The cool temperature of the air slowly emerging **

**The tree's colors are stunning. **

**The seasons are converting. **

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