Falling Leaves

November 23, 2009
The leaves are turning red,
Just above my head.

It starts to turn cold,
Then the jackets unfold.

The lake begins to freeze.
Frost forms on the trees.

The leaves start to fall.
We will have a ball.

Raking leaves into a pile;
It might take us a while,

But the exertion won’t show
When it’s time for hot cocoa.

Autumn is like no other,
It brings joys that you can’t smother.

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munkyman95 This work has been published in the Teen Ink monthly print magazine. said...
Jan. 2, 2010 at 10:48 am
very good, liked the rhyme and rhythm
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