Happy fall : a poem

When the sky gets dark too early

And children making faces merrily

When the festivals come over

And no one’s sober

That’s when you say that it’s the best time of the day

Middle of the year

Songs all over i hear

Houses are decorated with love

Blessings by angels above

Oh ! This time we say

Happy fall 🍁

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