Below is a collection of poems I have written and would like to share. Enjoy!
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Red, orange, and brown
They all come falling down
But one clings by a thread
Refusing to be shed
Yet, somehow, it's already gone
The next cold fall wind blows
So, the leave all flutter
and like ocean waves they flow
Red, orange, and no green
They all come falling down
No leaves on the tree to be seen
The last falling leaf fell