Autumn

Crispy brown leaves fall softly unto the ground The squirrels scurry around, finding nuts for the cold oncoming season Yes, it is times for days for become shorter, and nights longer The cold winds seem to be playing with the newly fallen leaves Gunshots can be heard for it is hunting season A deer falls to the ground with it's sad brown eyes Now- it is time for leaf piles, made neatly with leaf blowers, and ruined again from children It's a celebration season with food to go around, and candy with costumes- A lovely season, it is Mother Nature's pride It is time for picnics in the park The best games in the World Series It is time for going for a walk in the woods People go for a jog to see more of this lovely season And some just stare out their window in awe This season has a feeling unlike winter or summer This is the best season of all Autumn Written by my daughter Elora Green, age 9. 2002