Fall
Is...

Courtney Cash
 

I still remember the feeling, the feeling in my heart when last year’s fall
floated away so fast like a raindrop falling from a stormy cloud. It’s now
coming back as fast as I can run from tree to
tree.

Fall
is starting school, meeting friends, and most of all, being secretly
shy.
Autumn
is drinking a cup of hot chocolate with marshmallows drenched in a hurricane of
goodness over and over again until I feel cramped in my
insides.
Fall
is tugging on the blankets to keep me warm while I watch my evening
shows.
Fall
is watching all of the leaves change into beautiful colours like deep brown,
silky green, bright red, and pumpkin orange.
Autumn
is when all the leaves start to fall like a waterfall of
feathers.
Fall
is walking outside and immediately seeing your breath slowly making its way out
of your frozen mouth.

Autumn
is wrapping my scarf around me and watching it dance in the glistening
wind.
Autumn
is jumping into mud puddles and into the piles of leaves that my mom just raked.
Listening to the screeching in my ear, seeing myself flying in the sky, and
smelling the new fall season.

Fall
is stepping in the dried up leaves that make the restless crunching
sound.
Fall
is etching you finger print on the foggy window with the slightest touch, and
all that you would draw, is a very happy face.
Autumn
is hearing a pin drop on my window sill because of all the silences that lurks
around me.
Fall
is hearing the pitter patter on my house top from all the sky blue
rain.
Autumn
is carving a glowing orange pumpkin like painting a terrifying
face.
That
is what fall is to me!


Learning Intention: I can create a personal piece of writing that uses descriptive language to paint a portrait, starts with a strong leads and focuses on one main idea.
What I learned: I learned that I can make a piece of writing on what fall means to me. I can express my memories and feelings with the world.

 





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