Dorian Petersen Potter
Autumn (Free Style)
Autumn comes singing in
Displaying her treasures' galore.
So prettily dressed she grins
Spreading more beauty than before
She transforms the trees one by one,
She paints their leaves with new hues.
There's a different kind of fun,
Now that Autumn has begun
There's a magic in the air,
In the smells and all the colors.
Cool breeze plays with my hair,
While her beauty I just stare!
Autumn has come back at my door,
What a sight! It's the season I adore
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