Autumn

A poem by Brianna | 10/18/2007

The leaves turned to a deep maroon
and the breeze caught a chill
and the sky was stained with a faded grey
as the autumn came, on it's way

The air held a smoky smell
as the colorful leaves twirling, fell
and everything under the weary sun
skipped gaily for autumn fun

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