Poetry: Autumn

The autumn breeze

hugs the trees

making the birds sing

showing mother nature cares

.Come play with me on the lovely autumn day.

Laying in the sun is so much fun.

But, mommy says the is work to be done.

Somehow I convince her to stay and play

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