Thursday, March 25, 2010

Autumn

I hear the crackling sound of pumpkin orange
Sunshine yellow
Cherry red.
Sometimes breezy
Sometimes sunny.
Humungous piles of crunchy leave children diving into them as if they were pools.
Crunch, crunch, crunch


By Jessica

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