A great deep black colored crow thrusts its wings against the wind,
a golden leaf floats just above the ground.
Each crisp wind pinches my nose,
and then brings a drool worthy smell that hugs me with a warmth I can't even explain.
Fresh apple cider, and sugar covered doughnuts sing to me.
And as I wake back up from my Autumn dream,
I long for the crisp pinch of an Autumn breeze again.
a golden leaf floats just above the ground.
Each crisp wind pinches my nose,
and then brings a drool worthy smell that hugs me with a warmth I can't even explain.
Fresh apple cider, and sugar covered doughnuts sing to me.
And as I wake back up from my Autumn dream,
I long for the crisp pinch of an Autumn breeze again.
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