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Harvest Time

You may like Spring when flowers smell sweet Or going to the beach in the Summer heat You may like Winter when snowflakes fall But I like Harvest Time best of all I like picking apples and baking pies And carving Jack-O-Lanterns with glowing eyes I like the air of a cool crisp morning When Jack Frost has come without warning I like it when leaves turn yellow and red That's when a blanket feels good on my bed I like sitting with family and friends Watching the sunset at days end Then dressing up for the Harvest Ball Yes, my favorite season is the Fall

Copyright © | Year Posted 2006




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