I love autumn so I wrote a poem about it several years ago. However, I recently tweaked a bit and thought I would share.
Autumn
by Krystina Grant
The evening air grows crisp
The days become short
An the nights longer
Green leaves on trees
Give way to brilliant shades of color
Reds, oranges and golden yellow
Falling down like gentle snow
To cover the ground
Apples and pumpkins are everywhere
A reminder the Holidays are coming
Ghostly goblins and turkeys
Signs of Halloween and Thanksgiving
But for me, I smell the cool air
Scented with cinnmon, apples and pumpkin pie spice
welcome the change in season
I welcome the days of Autumn . . .
September 26, 2006
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