Fall
Fall is my favorite time of year.
I just love when you ride in the country and see all the pretty colors of leaves on the trees.
See the kids having lots of fun jumping up and down as the autumn colors fall to the ground.
The air is so crisp and clean and you feel alive.
The wind blowing through the trees is so nice to hear.
Children everywhere running and jumping with such a cheer.
Fall brings out the child in us all.
Not too far behind is the holiday season
we all look forward to.
Bright lights, decorations, toys and all,
But nothing could come close then watching
the fist snowflake fall.
Copyright © Maria Sereda | Year Posted 2013
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