Summer is gone by Ann WoodSummer is gone, autumn is here!
And now autumn has come, and the trees are changing their leaves; some turn red, others yellow, and still others brown, but in the end they all fall to the ground and make a colorful carpet.
In autumn, people plant young saplings and fruit trees, make winter shelter for the long winter that is knocking at the door.
Fall is one of my favorite seasons, and I love them all.
In autumn, the birds fly to the southern countries, where they spend the winter warm.
In autumn, schools open their doors for another school year.
Poetry by Ann Wood
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Written on 2022-09-25 at 11:46
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