Monday, 8 April 2019

Autumn Poem

Amber leaves fall gently on the ground.
Under every tree I find, I see golden leaves fallen.
The weather is cold, I want to stay inside.
Up in the tall trees the leaves start to change colour then fall gently on the ground.
Many leaves fall,many leaves stay.
Near me I see leaves fallen.
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