Hooray
Hooray, Autumn is on its way:
for my most favorite of all,
is the grand pageantry of Fall.
I feel just like a child at play,
trading my T-shirt for long sleeves;
and jumping in piles of dry leaves.
Fall is a seasonal bouquet,
a multifaceted jewel;
a time of change and renewal.
Orange tones with golden inlay;
color the scattered leaf debris:
falling from every bush and tree.
I wish that these colors could stay
and perhaps, extend Fall a bit:
I love the sound and feel of it.
Holding Winter flurries at bay,
Autumn takes on an earthy smell:
derived from all the leaves that fell.
Hooray, Autumn is on its way:
I feel just like a child at play.
Fall is a seasonal bouquet,
orange tones with golden inlay.
I wish that these colors could stay:
holding Winter flurries at bay.
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