Orange is the beautiful flowers, the rustling of the leaves, and the overwhelming feeling of happiness.
Orange is the taste of cooked carrots in a hot stew.
Orange smells like a fresh baked pumpkin pie and a crackling fire on a cold evening.
Orange makes me feel like fall is in bloom.
Orange is the sound of cheering loudly and Tiger Pride.
Orange is the stiff, dried cornfields, the inviting orange pumpkin patches, and the thick layer of leaves on the ground.
Orange is togetherness.
Orange is fall.
The Orange Color Of Fall
Fall Time
©
Anna M. Jordan
Published by Family Friend Poems November 2017 with permission of the Author.
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