During fall you can always expect to find pretty colors
From a deep red to the lightest of yellows
Those little splashes of color that come every year
It's quite fun to jump in big piles of them
I remember when my puppies first started to play in the mounds of color
It was quite cute to be honest...
But they are big now and completely destroy all the hard work that was put into making them
My younger siblings complain saying that the pile was for them
And that now they have to start all over again
A pity, because now I have to help them
But when all is said and done it's time to go inside
And I will once more sit down with a cup full of hot chocolate
In a delightfully warm blanket
To settle down and read a book
At least I wish that was how it was.
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Well I hope you liked it. If there is any grammar errors please, please tell me and I will do my best to fix it!
Chao~
See ya next time- Wingless >^-^<
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