Fall Poem by my poet

At first, I was a little disappointed that my poet couldn’t resist the urge to write about the turning seasons, I feel like its such a worn out theme at this point, but because she went at it from such a narrow perspective- the color orange, and the rythmn and rhyme were so neat, it actually turned out to be a very enjoyable poem. Also, since not-so-coincidentally my favorite season is fall and (one of) my favorite color(s) is orange, I ended up liking this poem a lot. Check it out:


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