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A poem that I wrote in 4th grade. |
| Fall Feeling Crunch, Crunch, Hear the leaves beneath my feet, Children playing by the street. Crunch, Crunch Listen to the leaves beneath my feet, The magpie dwells in a tree near by. Crunch, Crunch, Wonder about the leaves beneth my feet. Orange, yellow, purple and brown. Crunch, Crunch, See the leaves beneth my feet, That's the color of the leaves that fall to the ground. Crunch, Crunch, Watch the leaves beneth my feet, Speak through them my friend and what you have been looking for is right beneath your eyes. |