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Poem about Autumn's beauty |
| Listen closely to the winds call Summer has ended transforming into fall, The air is bitter, growing cold The leaves on the trees begin to age and grow old Alternating to colors orange, red, and yellows so bold, As the leaves on the trees start to turn Look at the trees and how the leaves burn, The earths smell is best described antique It is a frangrence so breathtaking, so unique, Smell fall's scent; let it take you to a place euphoric In a land that has been touched by something historic Magic spreads from the clear blue-gray sky to the leaves that kiss the ground All the hidden treasure, pay attention look around, The geese in the air flying so swift So much beauty to live for, such a gift, The wind swirls around playing us a song Embrace every moment, autumn will not be here long, When fall's chilly breeze weaves through the fiery trees Remember to dance in the sea of leaves, After the last leaf has fallen and the trees job has been done Autumn has ended and the wonders of winter have begun |