Autumn

• Ayet Ahmad, Grade 1
• Poetry
• 2018

Leaves falling from tall trees,
To go outside, I have to get my keys,
I feel cold air upon my palm,
But still read a book about autumn, to remain calm,
The wind roars like a lion,
While I meet my friend Ryan,
I wrap myself up,
And get hot coco in a cup,
I enjoy fun activities in the colourful leaves,
As I follow the breeze,
Autumn is my favourite time of the year,
It will remind me of my awesome career.