Fall

• Shabeen Khetani, Grade 7
• Poetry
• 2004

Fall is the time when color of the leaves change.It's a peaceful time of the year.When i walk past the trees,the leaves fall on me.A soft breeze passes through my Dark brown hair.Everything is so quite.I go to the lake and sit on the green grass and cherish my sweet memories.While I am thinking,the colorful leaves are falling on me.It feels like I'm in Heaven.I can also smell the cool scent of roses.It started raining and I'm still sitting,because I love to get wet.I'll pray that this day comes back tommorow with other wonderful suprises.