Golden, red, and brown,
Leaves are falling down.
Swirling in the breeze,
Dancing through the trees.
Crunchy on the ground,
A lovely autumn sound.
Winter sleeps nearby,
Beneath the pale blue sky.
Red and gold,
Leaves unfold.
Dancing down,
Through the town.
Crisp and dry,
Reach the sky.
Autumn's here,
Cool and clear.
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Author:
Mark The Phenomenon (
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Nicely written
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