Oh the sweet smell of, it seems, cinnamon with a touch of sweetness that swifts by in the crisp cool breeze that sways my hair. Oh the warm colors of paint splashes on leaves, gradually covering each and every leaf till the tree is fully painted in yellows, oranges, reds, and browns. Oh you long shadows; each and everyone of you outlining a tree, a bush, a building on the black pavement beneath me as the sun hits you in that settle way it does. You take my breath away. I used to think that those hot, sizzling days where the sun beat down on me were my favorite, but oh no...how I never knew. I don't know what changed, I don't know what started this love for you but oh it has and I have found myself taking every detail, scent, sound, shadow, crackle, in more than I ever have before. Time slows down when you're around and Kodak memories start to pour in. Oh Autumn, you warm my heart and make my insides smile. Yes, you are my favorite season of all.
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