I want to share with you a poem my 11 year old daughter wrote last night!
Enjoy!
Fall Poem
Darkness comes early
Sunshine comes late.
Fall is returning
After a whole year's wait.
Time for pumpkins
and warm apple pie.
Time for the geese
to spread wings and fly.
Leaves begin falling -
Hot turns to cold.
We gladly welcome
Thanksgiving traditions of old.
Out of all seasons
the best one of all
I think I have to say,
"My favorite is Fall."
~Kayla Ross~
age 11