by Karen Zortman-Loos

Created on: October 01, 2010   Last Updated: October 06, 2011

As I walk down the street, I see the leaves on the ground.
As I walk down the street, I see the birds flying around.
As I walk into my mom's house, I smell the apple cinnamon pies.
As I walk in the harvesting field, I see a fox and my hound.

As I run the combine over the crop, I feed third world nations.
As I take the corn in my green, wagon, I help stop poverty relations.

As I walk down the street, I see another harvest moon that is golden yellow!
As I walk down the street, I think how the mood turned so very, very mellow!

What do you think about when you walk down the street in Fall?

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