Autumn Afternoon
Bright blue sky, fluffy clouds;
People in the park.
Warming sun, gentle breeze;
Hours ‘til it’s dark.
Craft fair on the avenue;
Pumpkin ice cream cone.
Everybody seems content,
Including those alone.
Orange leaves peeping through;
Folks and canines pass.
Families with strollers stroll
Or picnic on the grass.
Places where the climate
Stays the same are not for me.
Autumn in New York, I think’s
The perfect place to be.
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