Fall Season
Fall season with pumpkins and apple pie colored leaves
Falling in front of your eyes little girls wanting tractor rides and chilly wind breeze blowing in the air jackets that zip up loud and farmers that are pretty proud of the crops they grow sometimes it’s good to be just sitting on a bench watch the sky colors change from blue to Orange then to red than finally a midnight blue night sings now people are roasting marshmallows on a open fire while preachers sing from the quire heavens above I love fall don’t you
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