Fall Senses

By: #1

In the fall I use my senses.

I hear the birds chirping at the pumpkins,

I smell the delicious apple pie,

I touch the leaves while they’re coming down,

I see the sky turning blue,

I taste the apple cider.

Fall Senses

By: #2

In the fall I use my senses.

I hear waterfalls splashing water at the flowers,

I smell wonderful apple pie,

I see a brown football,

I see green leaves falling,

I taste cherry flavored candy and corn.

Fall Senses

By: #3

In fall I use my senses.

I hear football players outside,

I smell pumpkin pie in the oven,

I touch big jack-o-lanterns,

I see lots of crunchy candy,

I taste delicious apple pie.

Fall Senses

By: #4

In the fall I use my senses.

I here big trains passing by,

I smell a lot of apple pie,

I touch big pine trees,

I see brown acorns fall,

I taste original pumpkin pie.

Fall Senses

By: #5

In the fall I use my senses.

I hear red leafs falling from the Oak trees,

I smell delicious apple pie in the house,

I touch small birds in their nests,

I see scary scarecrows being put up,,

I taste warm apple cider.

Fall Senses

By: #6

In the fall I use my senses.

I hear green leaves crunching,

I smell good apple pie,

I touch big orange pumpkins,

I see autumn scarecrows,

I taste tasty pumpkin pie.

Fall Senses

By: #7

In the fall I my senses.

I hear the strong wind swishing,

I smell fresh air,

I touch tress hard and soft,

I see black birds chirping,

I taste red apple cider.

Fall Senses

By: #8

In the fall I use my senses.

I hear blue birds chirping,

I smell sweet pumpkin pie in the air,

I touch smooth green leaves,

I see bees making honey,

I taste melting chocolate bars.

Fall Senses

By: #9

In the fall I use my senses.

I hear the orange leaves crunch

I smell the sweet apple pie,

I touch the green rough leaves,

I see the flock of birds fly,

I taste the sweet pumpkin pie.

Fall Senses

By: #10

In the fall use my senses.

I hear children jumping in leaves,

I smell apple pie sitting at a window cooling off,

I touch hard, orange pumpkins,

I see a black owl in the tree,

I taste corn and apple pie.

Fall Senses

By: #11

In the Fall I use my senses.

I hear the strong wind blowing,

I smell the delicious pumpkin pie,

I touch the beautiful owl,

I see the scary scarecrow,

I taste the tasty apple pie.

Fall Senses

By: #12

In the fall I use my senses.

I hear crackling fall leaves,

I smell fresh pumpkin pie,

I touch the wind hitting my face,

I see colorful scarecrows,

I taste cool apple cider.

Fall Senses

By: #13

In the fall I use my senses.

I hear the wind blowing through the leaves of the huge trees,

I smell the popcorn at the fair downtown,

I touch the beautiful horses on the hay ride,

I see a large parade from my windowsill,

I taste the yummy apple cider after I’m done playing outside.

Fall Senses

By: #15

In the fall in use my senses.

I hear crows crowing,

I smell apple pies and pumpkin pies in the oven,

I touch a pile of leaves,

I see scarecrows scaring crows,

I taste apple pie and pumpkin pie.

Fall Senses

By: #16

In the fall I use my senses.

I hear dry leaves crunch,

I smell orange pumpkin pie,

I touch a big scarecrow,

I see the strong wind blowing,

I taste juicy, crunchy apples.

Fall Senses

By: #17

In the fall I use my senses.

I hear birds chirping,

I smell carved pumpkin pie,

I touch the scarecrow.

I see the leaves falling.

I taste corn on the cob.

Fall Senses

By #18

In the fall I use my senses.

I hear my dad watching football,

I smell my mom cooking pumpkin pie,

I touched my cousin’s jacket from her room,

I see my sister taking a hay ride,

I taste delicious apple cider.

Fall Senses

By: #19

In the fall I use my senses.

I hear the wind rustling the leaves,

I smell the aroma of the pie,

I touch the wood of the small picnic table,

I see the grass swaying in the wind,

I taste the apples in the pie.

Fall Senses

By: #20

I the fall l use my senses.

I hear little birds in the in the trees,

I smell sweet apple pie in the kitchen,

I touch yellow corn on the farm,

I see big trees and leaves,

I taste apples and corn.

Fall Senses

By: #21

In the fall I use my senses.

I hear the wind hitting my face,

I smell the sweet apple cider and it smells good,

I touch the scarecrow made of straw,

I see the red leaves,

I taste the country apple pies.

FALL SENSES

BY: #22

IN THE FALL I USE MY SENSES.

I HEAR THE WIND BLOWING EVERYWHERE,

I SMELL THE FLOWERS BLOOMING,

I TOUCH A FOOTBALL AND THROW AS FAR AS I CAN AND THINK OF HAPPY THOUGHTS,

I SEE THE BEAUTILFUL BIRDS SING,

I TASTE THE WARM APPLE PIE TOUCH MY TONGUE.

Fall Senses

By: #23

In the fall I use my senses.

I hear the wind going through the trees,

I smell delicious apple pie,

I touch the pumpkins in the patch during autumn,

I see the colorful trees,

I taste the crunchy apples.

Fall Senses

By: #24

In the fall I use my senses.

I hear singing birds in trees,

I smell pumpkin pie cooking,

I touch crunchy leaves on the ground,

I see trees all around my house,

I taste fresh apple cider.

Fall Senses

By: #25

In the fall I use my senses.

I hear birds singing,

I smell sweet flowers,

I touch soft apples,

I see blowing leaves,

I taste sweet honey.

In the Fall I Use My Senses

By: #26

I hear crunching leaves,

I smell green apples from farms

I touch the tall beautiful trees,

I see brown owls in trees,

I taste warm pumpkin pie.

Fall Senses

By: #27

In the fall I use my senses.

I hear pretty leaves falling from the oak tree,

I smell tasty pumpkin pie,

I touch the scary scarecrows,

I see the tiny bunnies,

I taste the sweet apple cider.

Fall Senses

By: #28

In the fall I use my senses.

I hear the whistling wind blowing,

I smell yummy apple pie baking,

I touch crunchy colored leaves,

I see Thanksgiving Parades going by my house,

I taste yummy orange pumpkin pie.

Fall Senses

By: #29

In the fall I use my senses.

I hear the wind blow in my hair,

I smell pumpkin pie being taken out of the oven,

I touch the autumn leaves falling from the bare tree,

I see children raking the leaves and jumping into them,

I taste yummy corn on the cob that just came out of the pot.

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