Poem: September
as autumn begins summer is ending,
school starts again, so no more pretending.
every leaf is changing its color,
each on very different then any other.
summer was the greatest blast,
but we all knew it was too good to last.
no more swimming or biking,
or playing or running.
its that time of year,
where we get to start learning.
and just when we think the boredom won't end,
its finally friday, and the fun starts again.
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