[Autumn] A n n a
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Autumn, The smell of cold fresh air, And the wind, lightly tickling my face. At noon it will start to rain, And the earth will be covered by mud and water. The once crunchy leaves, Will get soggy and wet. More leaves will fall, As the wind and rain come, And the earth will be covered, As though a blanket of leaves is on top. All trees are green, yellow, orange, red, And sing beautiful songs, As the wind moves through their branches, Letting even more leaves fall for kids to play in. In the foggy, cloudy sky, Birds chirp goodbye, And fly off, Preparing for the winter. In homes, People walk around in cozy sweaters, With the smell of cinnamon, pumpkin, apples, sugar, Filling the air along with other great scents. Cozy autumn, Rain, And the feeling of peace. Autumn. 52
