Autumn


The trees gliding softly to the rhythm of the breeze.
The red and orange leaves drifting down to the ground.
The birds humming with the trees gently running with the breeze.
The red,orange and still a bit green gliding to the ground.
The white fluffy clouds take over the majestic blue of the sky.
The night floods with coolness as Jack Frost stalks the area.
The leaves as crisp as a chocolate croissant.

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