It is hard to spot when Autumn starts.
But as the leaves rustled for the first time,
and making colourful patterns like in classes of arts,
swirling their way off the trees and making me rhyme.
In Autumn you can see,
a pile of orange, brown and yellow leaves under every single tree.
In Autumn you can hear,
the howling wind that makes you fear,
In Autumn you can feel,
running down your back that uncomfortable icy chill .
In Autumn you can see, all the birds flying far away,
as it is too cold for them to stay.
Having all that in mind,
Autumn leaves are my favourite kind.
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