Autumn RainA Poem by BlueShadowAutumn Rain Surrounded by gold, brown, and orange The air smells like pumpkin pie With a trace of cinnamon and spices Reality is so good it feels like a lie The clouds come and the sky darkens The wind howls and the rain comes down Stunned by the rapidity of the change I put on my crocs and rain-gown The autumn feels wonderful to the skin I love how the sights and smells blend Going back to my countryside cottage The autumn is close to an end © 2022 BlueShadow |
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Added on June 9, 2022 Last Updated on June 9, 2022 AuthorBlueShadowGainesville, FLAboutHello! I am a Korean-American man who wrote BlueShadow because I love the English language's look, sound, and feel. I loved writing BlueShadow because I love writing in general. In BlueShado.. more.. |

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