Fall
It’s my favourite season ,
the maple leaves , the smell of the flowers .
it’s all so beautiful in the horizon,
the falling leaves showers .
The smell leaves a mesmerizing essence,
it feels the best in the harvest morning walksense .
every autumn morning is a vibe ,
the coffee drink in the hive ,
to the books read in the veranda ride .
the beauty it holds across my heart ,
the maple leave beholds the living heart.
know one can steal my heart except the nature ,
the nature of fall .
its alluring orange and yellow colors ,
The dazzling orange maple leaves are vibe throughout .
every single leaf holds the power to steal me ,
it’s orange and fall all the way …
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