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By Colin


I love the outdoors.  I love the smell

Of the tulips in my garden

Mom, plating flowers, my dad

Mowing the lawn and me doing

All sorts of things.  I love the Fall

With all the leaves flying

In the air and flying in my face.  And seeing all the

Different colors in trees and me playing

In leaf piles we racked up.

And when I go home I play

Outside a little more, doing other

Things like rip sticking.

Then my sister comes outside and

She wants to play with me so

I say okay.  Then when it gets dark

I go to bed and I think, what is better

Than the outdoors and I say

In my head nothing is.