Fall Poem by Rununah S...

Fall



The trees are changing,
the leaves are falling.
My yard is colorful,
so many to choose from.

Fall is nice,
fall is breezy.
Fall is fun to jump and play.

So many nice colors,
that you just want to collect them all.

As you are walking
you feel like your in a colorful land.

The world is colorful
that you can't stop but stare.
Some are green, some are yellow.

I like the red and orange.
Only if they had blue and purple.
Winter comes, the leaves
are all gone.

Now in white land.
No more color land
until the middle of next year ;)

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