Autumn

The leaves slowly tumbling down,

All turned red, or a light shade of brown,

A crisp, cool wind blowing in the air,

Whooshing and gusting, loudly it blares.

A thin layer of snow coating the ground,

Children’s joyous shouts echoing around,

The sweet smell of autumn, making one smile,

Wafting and winding, for many a mile.

The cheerful emotions are widespread and vast,

Rejoice, for fall is here at last.

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