WINNER

Sycamores falling from the sky
I move classes and I’m never, ever shy.
The colours of the trees are brown, orange, gold
The leaves on the tree all start to fold
We start to harvest sweetcorn and pumpkin and much more than that.
We try to find at least one bat.
We go outside to pick berries.
We go outside to pick cherries.
You start to see nuts on the floor
They keep coming… more and more.
In the night the leaves shine
I go outside and rain falls in a line
The bark gets rusty and brown
The bark gets rusty and starts to fall down.
We love autumn days!