Now that Autumn is in full effect,
only beauty can be seen.
Around us, colorful objects
create an image so serene.
As the crisp leaves continue to fall
of colors in different shades,
the critters start to crawl
once warm temperatures begin to fade.
October is finally here—
a cold breeze brushes against my face.
My favorite month of the year
is full of true love and everlasting grace.
On the tenth, I'll celebrate my seventeenth birthday
hoping that all my wishes will come true.
Now the thirty-first won't be too far away,
which is something else I look forward too!
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This poem is about my favorite time of the year—fall. During this time, there is so much beauty to be seen in nature that the feelings of joy and serenity fulfill my mind with happiness.