when autumn comes the leaves turn brown
and from the trees they fall down
branches are so very bare
gone are leaves that were there
the grass is turning going brown
where it stood it now falls down
the autumn sun shines so bright
through the trees reflecting light
a season that is nice to see
one of four that has to be.
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