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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