Friday, 5 April 2019

My Autumn Poem

Autumn is when the brown crisp leaves fall down


Under the big old tree is all the leaves from the dirty tree


Tall trees get older each autumn day


Up above our heads are golden leaves falling down gently


Many days pass during autumn and it gets colder


Nearly the end of autumn and the trees are going bald

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