This is Fall TimeA Poem by PandaJust a little something about Fall.The Fall Lord has descended upon this land Touching the Earth softly with his dead hand The green life inside of leaves begins to die The leaves change color as they preceed to their death A bitter chill runs upon our skin A soft breeze brings the crispness of Fall The sky becomes clear with few birds flying The wild animals begin to go into hiding The sunsets become big balls of pink fire This is Fall time, let us rejoice The Lord is slowly dieing away with the land Let us rejoice and make his passing merry This is Fall Time. © 2008 PandaAuthor's Note
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3 Reviews Added on September 25, 2008 AuthorPandaMiddle of No where, ALAboutWriting is an escape from the tedious realities of life. I rarely have time to write as much as I would like to anymore, though I still have time to read. Perhaps I have became lazy as of late when it.. more..Writing
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