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The leaves are falling Tree to tree the breeze is nice Blue sky Fall is here. Submitted by Xander.
I smell sweet fir trees There is a peacock feather I see crumpled leaves. Submitted by Elliott H.
I hear my teacher The rock is curved and it's hard The leaves are falling.
I see leaves falling I see a memorial I see dead dry leaves. Submitted by Calix.
I hear ducks quack Peacocks behind the rock Flowers coming soon. Submitted by Aiden.
Yellow caution tape A murder of crows cawing I feel my pencil. Submitted by Cedar.
Green and orange trees I see yellow crumpled leaves I hear birds singing. Submitted by Amelia.
I feel very cold I see a big fat oak tree I see coloured birds. Submitted by Sameer.
Nature in the park Morning light comes through the trees Red flowers bloom tall. Submitted by Lewis.