Autumn
The autumn breeze rushed over me,
blowing my hair in my face.
The sun shined down on my face,
making it warm and soft.
The trees whispered their songs,
and one by one the leaves fell to the ground.
I walked across the pavement,
stepping on the leaves,
listening to the crunches that sounded.
It echoed in my head.
The wind played around my face,
making it cold again.
The clouds rolled by,
as if being pulled by an invisible string.
This is Autumn.
A/N: I was inspired by the wind, and i was sitting outside of my local library writing this, it was tranquil.
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