Autumn
Autumn winds whistle a new tune,
Spring has fled and gone to soon,
The leaves have crispened a golden brown,
The fruit so plump has fallen down,
The evening air soft and warm,
The calling from crickets from dusk, to dawn,
And out of the window and into the street,
The changes of Autumn have come to meet,
Is there somthing diffrent in the air?
Or is it just the seasons changing in care,
The nights are getting darker day by day,
And everything changes so they say,
Autumn is red with fear and fright,
From the leaves to the apples change in sight.
Pumpkins and children fill the towns,
Hunting for candy and gethering there founds,
Wiches and ghosts spook the seen,
Children excited, Old people not so keen,
And fireworks and bonfires fill the night sky,
For on this one night guy fawkes had to die.
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