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Autumn by MRTS
Where does this lead us?
By the campfire roasting marshmallows,
Or a walk in the woods,
Smelling all the fresh woods in the forest,
Or experience the leaves falling right in front of your face?
It’s all about the season.
The season of Autumn.
Every moment you realized,
How detailed every memory you spent on that moment.
Inhaling the goodness of them all,
From pumpkin pie to the smell of cashmere woods,
Your heart desires them all.
It doesn’t matter where you are,
But know that every everlasting fragrance you take a sniff of,
Are the fragrance of a new season coming to town.
This is the season of Autumn.
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love this poem! <3
Replythank you so much!! ^^
i have written some for quite some time in my spare time <3 -MRTS
ReplyThis is absolutely beautiful. You really paint a picture with your words. I love how you can describe so many experiences and highlight what really matters in a not too obvious way.
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