Autumn
By Bailey S
Published 27 March 2024
The crisp taste of autumn on my tongue
The same birds chirping from when I was young
The rich smell of sap in my nose
Landspaces filled with bright rose
Sharp grass in-between my toes when I run
Published 27 March 2024
The crisp taste of autumn on my tongue
The same birds chirping from when I was young
The rich smell of sap in my nose
Landspaces filled with bright rose
Sharp grass in-between my toes when I run