Fall, the season of falling leaves crunching beneath our boots, the season of apple cider and pumkin spice

Fall, the season of pumpkin and apple pies, the season of boots, and coats, and that warm and fuzzy feeling when you take a walk and almost freeze your face off

Fall, the season of warm hugs, and cozy mugs

Fall, the season of warmth and cozyness 

This poem is about: 
Our world


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