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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