Fall Make Your Way

No more summer nights.
No more blazing sun.
Now a new season has begun.
The sun does not sting as much as it did.
No more sunscreen to protect us from unwanted red.
Fall is the season that has come our way.

Cool refreshing air fills the day.
The trees have shed their leaves of green.
Now beautiful leaves of gold can be seen
Children jump into the piles of leaves.
Now people wear shirts with sleeves.
Summer has gone and fall has arrived.

Play outside or stay inside?
You decide.
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I forgot the type of poem it is...wrote it about 2 years ago =P