Autumn
I cannot wait for the cool crisp mornings,
when the sky is a perfect shade of blue.
I cannot wait for the tree fashion show,
when the leaves take on life anew.
I cannot wait for the boots and sweaters,
when perspiring is no longer in queue.
I cannot wait for the Winter pregame.
Hey Autumn, here's looking at you!
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