Peace Serenity

This is a poem about the season Fall

Peace Serenity:







Leaves of red, yellow, and brown;



Floating pass the great big sun.



The wind blows its whistle;



Loud and clear.



Bright white doves in the endless sky;



Swiftly flies towards offered paradise.







Slowly but gradually;



The winds increase.



Adorning the ground;



Are several leaves of red, yellow, and brown.







Trees stand bare;



Plants whither and die off.



The days become shorter;



Nights grow longer.







It is here;



Time has took its place.



Fall has come;



And fallen upon us.