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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