Fall Renga Poem
Cold weather -it’s fall
Lots of kids for now
Breeze coming across
The taste of cold
The red apples fall
Leaves falling-time to rake
Bright green grass for now
The air smells like straw
The smell of burning firewood
Playing in the leaves
Red, yellow and orange leaves
Raking up everything
Smell of pine trees
It’s cold-need jackets
I watch the woody aphids sway
Feeling of funny coats
Sounds of wind on the door-
It’s fall, it’s fall, it’s fall!
By Gianna, Nijah, Alaysia and Jainese