Fall
Fall looks like the light sky getting darker and darker munch earlier every evening.
Fall smells like apple pie being baked in the oven.
Fall taste like delicious candy corn melting in my mouth.
Fall feels like the wind brushing through my hair.
Fall sounds like kids laughing on Halloween night.
Fall dreams like me as a witch flying through the bright beautiful trees.
By Isabelle M.
| Karina | Sharon | Emmanuel | Alexandra | Abel | Calista |
| Vinny | Seher | Isabelle | D.J. | Juliette | Brianca |
| Daniel | Samantha | Nicolas | Alexis |
Mrs. Doane's Class | Pocantico Hills School
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