Fall for Me


Orange sky 

Cold air

Hot drink

Red leaves falling

And bonfires dancing

This is fall to me
Long nights

Camp outs

Fresh pies

Hoodies and corn mazes

Apples and hay rides

This is fall to me
Not the sound of hunted houses

Nor the knock of candy seekers

But the smell of birch and evergreen

But the sight of red and orange forests

This is fall to me

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