All the fall colors red, orange, yellow, and brown,
are beautiful bold colors ever to be found.

I love the sight of leaves falling on the ground,
I love to let my feet pound down in piles of leaves:
crunch, crunch, crunch.

The quiet stillness of it all,
the wind in my ear feels like a beautiful fall.

Fall is so fun,
and I hate when it's done.

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