I wake up each morning
Awaiting fall
I want to shout out
I want to call.
The leaves start turning brown
My eyes begin to shine
From all the wind blows
I'll call Autumn mine.
The wind calms me down
And I love when the wind blows my way
In my favorite season
I love the Autumn Day.
The breeze blows hard
My pain flows away.
I love this season
Because it's an Autumn day.
One would think I'm crazy
One would think I'm insane
I love the autumn breeze
And I'm not one to complain.
I love to play with the leaves
It has always been that way.
Even when the leaves fall in my hair
It's still going to be my Favorite Autumn Day.
A contest entry
- Seasons! by soccer220.
475 points, ended November 12, 2007, 17 entries
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beautiful
Fall season is beautiful. -
Wow... this poem is great! I really like how you describe why you like fall. Thanks for entering and good luck! P.S. I also liked how your ryhmes were no forced.
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