Fallen

December 19, 2007
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September is the month is all begins.
Blowing crispy leaves of red and orange.
Bringing along the cool fall winds.

Fall has fallen.

The warmth of the Sun has been replaced.
With puffy clouds of silvery gray.
Darkness has taken the place of the day.

Fall has fallen.

The air is filled with many smells.
Chimney’s firing with fresh cut wood.
Backyards smoking with flaming leaves.

Fall has fallen.

The city is quieter now.
The smells are sweeter to sniff.
Fall has fallen upon us all.





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