Under the trees there are crunchy and crispy leaves.
The trees have red and yellow colours.
Under my feet, the old leave are crunching.
March is when autumn begins.
Near me, there are beautiful trees.
Wednesday, 10 April 2019
My Autumn poem
Autumn is when the leaves are red.
Under the trees there are crunchy and crispy leaves.
The trees have red and yellow colours.
Under my feet, the old leave are crunching.
March is when autumn begins.
Near me, there are beautiful trees.
Under the trees there are crunchy and crispy leaves.
The trees have red and yellow colours.
Under my feet, the old leave are crunching.
March is when autumn begins.
Near me, there are beautiful trees.
Monday, 8 April 2019
My autumn poem
Autumn is when the leaves are red
Under the trees there are crunchy and crispy leaves
The trees have red and yellow leaves
Under my feet the old leave are crunching
March the 1st is when autumn is here
Near me, the trees have old beautiful leaves
Under the trees there are crunchy and crispy leaves
The trees have red and yellow leaves
Under my feet the old leave are crunching
March the 1st is when autumn is here
Near me, the trees have old beautiful leaves
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