Tuesday, October 8, 2013

My poem about Fall

Fall is: leaves falling, apples, trick-or-treating, football, jumping in piles of leaves.

Oh how much I love fall.

When I get to jump in piles of leaves.

Leaves turn color. Mums. Pumpkins and jack-o-laterns are bright at night.

Fall is trick-or-treating and pumpkins and jack-o-laterns.

When I get to see pumpkins, I think of pumpkin pie.

And fall is shorter days with cold mornings. You go back to school in the fall.

Harvest is in the fall because the fall is right before the winter. In winter, it's so cold that sometimes the harvest won't be able to grow. There's a lot of orchards and acorns.

Oh, I love fall.


Fall is leaves falling, apples, trick-or-treating, football, jumping in piles of leaves, leaves turn color, mums, pumpkins and jack-o-lanterns, harvest, acorns, shorter days, going back to school, orchards, cold mornings and this poem was just to remind you of fall. The end.