Next Fall Poem by Areese Woodson

Next Fall



Purple and orange hues watching over, smile with the breeze.
Radiant rivers shift forms.
Water colored snow glaze the leaves across the clear canvas.

Home sweet home,
I'll see you next fall.

POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
I originally wrote this piece for my younger brother for his birthday due to his fall birth.
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Areese Woodson

Areese Woodson

Philadelphia, Pennsylvania
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