Autumn Poem by Ben Harrison

Autumn



The howling of the wind
passing my ears

The smell of fallen leaves
gracing my nose

The sights of oranges and reds
pleasing my eyes

The suns great embrace
warming my skin

The sweet taste of pumpkin pie
intoxicating my tastebuds

Autmn in New England,
like no other.

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Olayinka Samson Aremu 21 October 2013

A lover of nature... Thumbs up!

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