Just an acrostic poem for one of hannahsue-- 's contests ;) (I'm not the best at this, but this is what I have).

Enjoy!

Autumn air hits my face,
Understanding what time of the year it is,
Time to rake the leaves and turn on the fireplace,
Using apple cider and hot cocoa as warmth and bliss,
My sweaters are cleaned and slipped on,
Never wanting to let go of the feeling of fall.

Leaves fall to the ground as colorful, temporary blankets,
Even the animals feel the difference of the sun,
A squirrel takes his acorns, hoping he would make it,
Verifying that autumn has finally begun,
Every year, the air turns cool,
Sunny days start to go, and logs of the fire now our fuel. Autumn.

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Thanks For Reading!

-KaileeWatson