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.



Written by

8 comments:

  1. Unknown24 September 2015 at 23:36

    Cool!

    ReplyDelete
  2. Nabila25 September 2015 at 04:57

    Cool little poem thing

    ReplyDelete
  3. Anonymous25 September 2015 at 15:12

    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

    ReplyDelete
  4. Abigail Lennah25 September 2015 at 16:01

    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

    ReplyDelete
  5. Noor26 September 2015 at 12:32

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

    ~Noor

    ReplyDelete
  6. Kanae_and_marysblog26 September 2015 at 21:33

    I really love your blogs, they're amazing.

    ReplyDelete
  7. Soundarya Rajagopal27 September 2015 at 03:36

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

    ReplyDelete
  8. jodie28 September 2015 at 03:03

    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. :(

    ReplyDelete

thanks for commenting!:)

Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom)