⬛⬛⬛1) Rhyming Poetry (I came up with this poem very recently; I hope you enjoy it!)
Autumn Blaze
The tall, gnarled oak tree,
Towering high over me,
The ornate leaves,
Tickle my nose and make me sneeze,
The brilliant colors ranged from vivid red,
Brown the shade of lead,
The faded pastel of light pink,
The leaves, oh yes, have their kinks,
There is a link to all these wonders,
The autumn, the comers,
The dying season is very colorful,
Very numberable,
And memorable.
