Fall

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Funny that I wrote this poem when I haven't experienced a real autumn. I really want too!!! But sadly, I live in California.

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Fall

Walking down the sidewalk

enjoying the crisp autumn air

leaves beneath my feet

and a promise in the air

of colder days to come

and a winter storm

but for now

I will enjoy this day

a warm latte in my hand

the wind is my companion

gliding through me

a cleansing of old

when all decays and breaks

later to be renewed

that is the wonderful season

known as fall

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