Autumn Breeze

I feel the cool autumn breeze flowing thru the trees. The smell of the changing seasons and the soft crunch of the leaves under my feet. O how I love tuis time of year. The world is full of beauty and o so many colors. I go for a walk outside just to takin that sweet smell of fall. But once fall is over, the time of winter fun comes. Snowball fights and ski races. The cool, crisp feel of the winter time air. And once the day is done, you sip hot coco next to a warm fire with friends and loved ones. O how I love the changing seasons. They will never stop. No matter what. They continue forever. Endless beauty.

 

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