Fall is for Family

Memories of

Fresh, crisp air

Cold and clean

On my nose

Bringing the scents of the grass beneath my feet

And the hay and the apple trees and the apples

Oh! How those apples smell so sticky-sweet and tart and tangy and sour and juicy

And the crunch

With the crunch of leaves

And the warm, spicy smell

Of family

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