My contribution to West Brom Library's autumn writing competition. I hope you like it.
Comments, critisisms or praise are most welcome.
Autumn
Autumn leaves are gold and brown
Under the trees they fall gracefully down
The witches appear and fireworks glow
Umbrella’s distort when high winds blow
Mornings are foggy, damp, and cold
Nights get darker, and shadows unfold
Autumn comes but once each year
Upon us the fall and winter is near
The time to remember summers feast
Unfolding before us is winters beast
Master the harvests kneel and pray
Nurture the seasons come what may
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