Fall
Fields of golden cornstalks swaying in the breeze
Leaves of changing colors rustling in the trees
Rows of yellow tobacco smelling so good to me
A place of so much beauty is where i long to be
Seas of endless prairies all throughout the nation
Are where the lowly sparrow engages in friendly conversation
Patches of bright orange pumpkins with peels so smooth they glisten
A time so short you could miss it if you dont take the time to listen
Rays of setting sunlight transcending into the west
Wagons of Bountiful harvest is what the fall provides for us best
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