Autumn
The sky is
Blue.
The leaves turn
Pink,
Red,
Orange,
Brown.
The leaves softly fall on the ground,
Crumbling away under children's' feet.
I look up at the blue sky,
And breath in the Autumn air.
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I never really published this poem, even though it was on my biography thing in my profile. I just didn't feel like doing it. Well, now I do!
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