The leaves are golden red
They blanket the ground
And on them I tread
As the wind swirls them around
The air is cool
It smells of cider
I grin like a fool
And I dance around like a spider
I love the fall
And its tame weather
To watch the leaves I sit on a wall
Here we can be together















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