Forty Word Poem:
When summer turns to autumn
There's no contentment to compare
Coolwaves replace heatwaves
New friendships linger there.
Children with leather satchels
Wander in groups to school...
For 'boy meets girl' in autumn
And a midsummer dream
Becomes an autumn jewel.
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