Fall

Fall  looks like a scare crow glaring and smiling in the middle of a wheat field.

Fall smells like fresh pumpkin pie scenting the oven.

Fall feels like a black cat's fur fluffing up by the moment in a yard.

Fall sounds like a witch cackling near the moon.

Fall dreams like a shooting star gl0wing and shining in the dark night sky.

By Saroja

 

Mrs. Sbarra's Class  |  Pocantico Hills School

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