Scented Leaves
As I see the different colors began to glow
As the cold winter starts to blow
All I can smell is the Scented leaves
Falling from the trees
As the wind causes my hair to get out of shape
Running to catch the bus so I will not be late
I can still smell the scented leaves
Blowing in the streets
As the day begans to end
In the calmness of the evening wind
I still have the smell of the Scented Leves
All over me
Copyright © Carla Ingram | Year Posted 2019
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