Oct 30
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When Autumn Comes Around



When leaves turn color,
They fall from above.

The fresh windy breeze
Pushes crispy leaves into a pile.

The beauty of nature,
We do not notice,

When autumn comes around.
When the colors come upon us,

They rush right by.
No time for appreciation,

We must stop in our snow tracks.
Turn back around,

The leaves have turned colored.

The fresh windy breeze,
spins the leaves to the ground.

The beauty of nature,
We do not notice,
When autumn comes around.
 
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