The howling of the wind
passing my ears
The smell of fallen leaves
gracing my nose
The sights of oranges and reds
pleasing my eyes
The suns great embrace
warming my skin
The sweet taste of pumpkin pie
intoxicating my tastebuds
Autmn in New England,
like no other.
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