Fall

Fall looks like massive pumpkins being carved on my patio.

Fall smells like fresh apple pie baking in my Nana's oven.

Fall tastes like warm Halloween sugar cookies being eaten at my friends house.

Fall fells like damp crunchy leaves turning brown at the park.

Fall sounds like icy wind blowing through my hair at the playground.

Fall dreams like children dressing up in costumes going house to house.

By,

Alex

 

 

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