I'm lying in our back yard.
A wisp of fresh air
flows to my nostrils.
The wind plays with my hair
as I listen to the trees
sway back and forth
singing lullabies to me.
Leaves dance all around me.
The painted mountains
with their heads held high
look at all the other mountains
to reassure themselves of
their own beauty.
I see a white tailed buck
grazing in the nearby valley.
I close my eyes and slowly
drift off to sleep.
Fall is here.

Hannah --Age 11

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