Fall

Fall looks like my scary costume sitting in my closet.

Fall smells like changing leaves slowly falling under the oak tree.

Fall tastes like hot chocolate racing down my throat.

Fall feels like thanksgiving leaning at my dinner table.

Fall sounds like ding - dong trick-or-treaters standing at my door.

Fall dreams like pumpkin pie baking in the oven.

by Ashley

Mrs. Sbarra's Class  |  Pocantico Hills School

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