The Poetry of Fall
Submitted by Anonymous (not verified) on Sep 6 2022
There is something so comforting about the arrival of fall. When the season begins to lean heavily into August, I find myself longing for the scent of pumpkin, a light blanket on my legs and the scent of frosted grass. My body tells me I’m ready for autumn — and to if I’m honest, I was ready in late July.
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