The Beauty Of Fall
As I anticipate the coming of fall my mind can't comprehend lt all. The beauty of the leaves though dead , Orange, purple, yellow red .Like golden rain drops as they fall, such a wonder of it all. Leaves of every color ,shape and size .Dancing, swaying in the breeze, A show for every eye to see,.A hint of fall in the air. .A cool breeze brushes through my hair. Sounds and spells to me remind of falls that time has left behind..