Fall

Fall looks like colorful leaves drifting from the trees everywhere.

Fall smells like fresh apple pie, sweet and yummy, sizzling hot on my kitchen table.

Fall tastes like sweet Halloween candy in my room so no one sees me eating it.

Fall feels like bumpy orange pumpkins big and scary on my front porch.

Fall sounds like leaves crunching under my feet as I walk from yard to yard trick-or treating .

Fall dreams like an angel soaring in the deep black sky over my house on a fall night.

By Amelia

Mrs. Sbarra's Class  |  Pocantico Hills School

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