A Walk In the Leaves
I kick the leaves along the ground.
I breathe the crisp, fresh air.
The sun is warm, there's a touch of breeze
- enough to ruffle my hair.
A lovely walk on a lovely day
enjoying the fall colours on trees.
The reds, the yellows, golds and greens.
A delight designed to please.
I love the fall in all its splendour,
from warm days to the cool of the night.
It's my favourite season to just walk and admire
this most glorious and amazing sight.
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