Autumn

by Medhaswi aged 9

All the trees are red and gold
Some are young and some are old

Leaves turn crunchy and very dry
All the birds swiftly fly

Flowers start wilting, all of them do
And suddenly the sky turns blindingly blue

Autumn is a season when you want to get cosy
And you look at the leaves which are ever so rosy.

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