The autumn
Beautiful colorsMy preferred season
The season of my holiday
The wind begins to be fresh
The air changes
Sheets fall The winter
not too cold
According to me it is the happy medium
I like the autumn
Childhood memories mean
Playing in the orange and red sheets
The Halloween which comes very soon also pumpkins soups of pumpkins
The heat of our houses there
Poetry by toplez
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Written on 2009-10-06 at 13:41
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