When the leaves turn brown,
When the trees become bare,
When the days are shorter,
When the chilly air nips at your skin,
That is autumn.
My autumn is unlike the rest,
The leaves stay the same old green,
The sun goes down sooner,
The temperature goes down slightly,
That is my autumn.
I want to venture outside of this land of no change,
I want to see what the seasons are like past the horizon,
I don't want to only watch movies to get a taste of seasons,
I want to see the leaves fall,
Hear that crunch when you step on one,
I want to see the different colors of the leaves,
I want to see the real autumn.
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Words from the Heart & Mind{Poems}
PoetryWatch me ATTEMPT to write poems. They may be very horrible. Perhaps I'll get better one day. But definitely not today:3
