Seasons
Delightful time,
Fall is on the way.
The seasons are changing,
and the air is cooler each day.
School children’s voices
drift from bus and car.
Leaves are falling gently
and being scattered near and far.
Delightful season
when Earth changes her gown,
and slips on a new one
of red, yellow, and brown.
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