Fall

Green are the leaves that grow way up high.
Red are the leaves that fall from the sky.
Crunch is the sound as they rest beneath my feet.
The smell of fall is hard to beat.
As I walk through a field all stricken with dew.
The beauty of the season remind me of you.
With every fall we move on to reach greater heights.
We break down the walls and we put up a fight.
Never give up and always stay strong.
Believe in yourself and you will never be wrong.
With sky above and grass below.
All it takes is a simple hello.
Embrace the new season, don't forget the old.
With love and warmth in your heart, you will never be cold.

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