Astor's Autumn Poem
In Autumn the leaves fall and scratch the ground
The orange and red leaves dance in the air
They dance all day and create a pile of leaves
They fly like birds and with the rustle you hear the leaves scratching the ground
The green leaves don't fall and stay strong in the tree while the the red and orange fall
Hi astor my name is Arav. I think you should add some detail on your poem and you should think of more rhyming words in you cool poem but still your poem is fantastic. By Arav Jattan
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