Fall

• Ted Gutierrez, Grade 8
• Poetry
• 2003

An ordinary season Fall is not,
Not to cold not to hot.
Leaves aren’t green, kids don’t play.
They sit in school the whole long day.
The weather is nice. You can take a walk.
You can even bring a friend and talk.
The trees are mostly brown, yellow, red.
The bugs are almost all dead.
Sitting here thinking that Fall’s not a bore.
I think that it is the best of the four.