The wind is blowing the air is crisp the leaves crunch under your feet you feel depressed because you know you have nine more months of school left you are excited because you know that winter is coming the time is changing plants are showing off their beauty for the last time desperately trying to impress up impress us us.
PS: the magic page that will always jump you to the latest poem is "http://www.saintannsny.org/depart/computer/poems.html"