Fall

 

Fall  looks  like  wonderful  kids  dancing  in  their  costume outside trick or treating.

Fall smells like my thin mother making pumpkin pie in the shiny gold  kitchen.

Fall  tastes like baked cookies being passed out by mothers at the schools Halloween parade.

Fall feels like little brown acorns rolling under my shoes on the path near my house.

Fall smells like colorful  leaves rolling, tumbling , swirling in the cold air.

Fall  dreams like juicy vapires waiting to suck your blood.

By Calista

 

Karina Sharon Emmanuel Alexandra Abel Calista
Vinny Seher Isabelle D.J. Juliette Brianca
Daniel Samantha     Nicolas Alexis

 

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