Fall Poem

The Orange Color Of Fall

My poem is about fall and all the things I like about this season.

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Fall Time


Published: November 2017

Orange is the beautiful flowers, the rustling of the leaves, and the overwhelming feeling of happiness.
Orange is the taste of cooked carrots in a hot stew.
Orange smells like a fresh baked pumpkin pie and a crackling fire on a cold evening.
Orange makes me feel like fall is in bloom.
Orange is the sound of cheering loudly and Tiger Pride.
Orange is the stiff, dried cornfields, the inviting orange pumpkin patches, and the thick layer of leaves on the ground.
Orange is togetherness.
Orange is fall.



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