The leaves of Autumn about to fall
The wind, like a great big fan,
To take them off to another land,
To never be seen again.
It's getting colder each day.
As the days grow short,
But we hang on to what is left,
With hope of warmer days.
The snow will come soon,
But until then I watch the leaves,
Green to yellow to red to brown,
I watch the leaves fall on the ground.
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