24 September 2015

Autumn. Fall.

Autumn.
Fall.

Whatever you want to call it.

That season between summer and winter. Warm, but not hot. Chilly, but not cold. A blanket of reds, oranges, browns, greens cover the ground.

We go out in the fresh air, wrapped up in coats and hats.

Autumn.
Fall.

Whatever you want to call it.



8 comments:

  1. Nice! I got a bit confused when you said Autumn but that's because I
    live in Australia and right now it's spring (But it feels like Winter!).
    Abi xx

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  2. Love the poem! I'm quite accustomed to saying fall but I have a friend who's name is Autumn, which is neat; that, and we share the same birthday. ^.^

    xoxo Morning

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  3. I love this!! Fall is my favorite season :D

    ~Noor

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  4. I really love your blogs, they're amazing.

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  5. Autumn...Halloween.....I love the poem it's really cool!
    -
    Sound
    (theparadoxicanomaly.blogspot.in)

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  6. Oh my gosh, this is brilliant. I can't wait for Autumn, in Australia it's Spring so that's two more seasons to go. :(

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