Fall Senses

By: #1

In the fall I use my senses.

I hear the red, orange crunching leaves,

I smell the sweet sent of strawberry pie,

I touch the rough bark of a tree in the park,

I see the black, cool crow in my backyard,

I taste the soft, excellent cotton candy at the fair.

Fall Senses

By: #2

In the fall I use my senses.

I hear owls hooting into the dark night,

I smell pumpkins and hay from the cold pumpkin patch,

I touch the dry colorful leaves falling from trees,

I see the big scarecrow protecting the pumpkin patch from crows,

I taste the yummy pumpkin pie I helped my mom make.

Fall Senses

By: #3

In the fall I use my senses.

I hear the pretty birds sing their song,

I smell fresh pie,

I touch hard, cold pumpkins,

I see the bright pretty leaves blow in the breeze,

I taste the yummy warm cookies and milk.

Fall Senses

By: #4

In the fall I use my senses.

I hear crunchy leaves getting stepped on,

I smell the delicious apple pie in the oven,

I touch the crunchy red leaves on the ground,

I see the bright green leaves fall off the trees,

I taste the yummy apple pie.

Fall Senses

By: #5

In the fall I use my senses.

I hear the colorful leaves falling from the trees,

I smell a delicious apple pie in the kitchen,

I touch big pumpkins in the pumpkin patch,

I see an owl in the big tree,

I taste a lot of pumpkin pie.

Fall Senses

By: #6

In the fall I use my senses.

I hear the owl in the trees,

I smell the good chocolate cake my mom makes for me,

I touch the dead leaves on the ground,

I see the fall fair in my neighborhood,

I taste the pumpkin seeds from the pumpkin in the field.

Fall Senses

By: #7

In the fall I use my senses.

I hear red robins chirping,

I smell sticky sap in the tree,

I touch a red leaf on the tree,

I see an orange brown pumpkin,

I taste fluffy, warm funnel cakes.

Fall Senses

By: #8

In the fall I use my senses,

I hear a great big parade coming down the street,

I smell apple cider and yummy potatoes from the kitchen,

I touch smooth crunchy leaves from the big tree,

I see the large pumpkin patch across from my house,

I taste the delicious pumpkin pie my mom made.

Fall Senses

By: #9

In the fall I use my senses.

I hear the loud birds sing,

I smell the yummy, crunchy pumpkin pie,

I touch the crumbly, brown, dry leafs,

I see the hard acorns dropping from the trees,

I taste the warm, delicious cornbread.

Fall Senses

By: #10

In the fall I use my senses.

I hear brown cracking leaves from the oak tree,

I smell delicious pumpkin pie,

I touch an acorn that hit my head,

I see a scarecrow scaring crows in a pumpkin patch,

I taste a ripe juicy apple from my neighbor’s tree.

Fall Senses

By: #11

In the fall I use my senses.

I hear crunchy leaves being stepped on,

I smell yummy chicken with stuffing on the stovetop,

I touch a warm blanket that covers me when I’m cold,

I see the yellow twinkling stars with the bright moon at night,

I taste my favorite chicken and rice.

Fall Senses

By: #12

In the fall I use my senses.

I hear someone stepping on fall leaves,

I smell freshly baked pumpkin pie,

I touch a bright orange pumpkin,

I see people throwing a football,

I taste yummy, salty, and baked pumpkin seeds.

Fall Senses

By: #13

In the fall I use my senses.

I hear the gentle birds twittering softly in the tall trees,

I smell the sweet smell of apple cinnamon pie baking in the hot oven,

I touch the bare limbs of high trees while sitting on the rough bark of the branch,

I see the red, orange, yellow, brown, and golden brown leaves on the soft soil,

I taste the delicious blueberries that lay on the soft and tender leaves of the wonderful blueberry bushes.

Fall Senses

By: #14

In the fall I use my senses.

I hear the strong wind blow outside of my house,

I smell sweet blueberry pie baking in my oven,

I touch the falling colorful leaves,

I see a big pumpkin patch out in a field,

I taste pumpkin seeds that are sweet and crunchy.

Fall Senses

By: #15

In the fall I use my senses.

I hear owls hooting in the tree beside my window,

I smell warm, juicy pie cooking in the oven,

I touch big, orange pumpkins in the field,

I see tall scarecrows in the long cornfield,

I taste yummy pumpkin pie that my aunt made.

Fall Senses

By: #16

In the fall I use my senses.

I hear leaves cracking because people are stepping on them,

I smell warm pie in the house,

I touch a crunchy red leaf,

I see leaves falling from trees,

I taste the yummy warm pie.

Fall Senses

By: #17

In the fall I use my senses.

I hear loud chirping noises coming from my backyard,

I smell delicious pumpkin pie burning in the oven,

I touch brown crunchy leaves falling from the trees,

I see black crows sitting on the scarecrow,

I taste the hot apple cider.

Fall Senses

By: #18

In the Fall I use my senses.

I hear the changing leaves crunch on the ground,

I smell warm blueberry pie baking in my kitchen,

I touch the yellow hay of a scarecrow,

I see bare trees at school,

I taste delicious and yummy apple cider.

Fall Senses

By: #19

In the fall I use my senses.

I hear crunchy maple leaves on the ground,

I smell warm apple cider at my house,

I touch big fall trees at the park,

I see long exciting football games,

I taste warm tasty apple pie.

Fall Senses

By: #21

In the fall I use my senses.

I hear crows squawking in some tall trees,

I smell the autumn air that smells like apples and cinnamon,

I touch huge pumpkins in a pumpkin patch,

I see really cool scarecrows,

I taste big cobs of corn.

Fall Senses

By: #22

In the fall I use my senses.

I hear beautiful blue birds,

I smell yummy, sweet apple pie,

I touch colored, old leaves,

I see dry leaves sitting on the ground,

I taste sweet, warm cider.

Fall Senses

By: #23

In the Fall I use my senses.

I hear crumbling leaves being stepped on,

I smell apple pie being cooked in the oven and coming out fresh,

I touch pumpkins in the pumpkin fields,

I see dangling brown leaves about to fall down,

I taste apple pie that tastes really good.

Fall Senses

By : #24

In the fall I use my senses.

I hear football fans cheering on the team,

I smell apple pie just coming out of the oven,

I touch mushy pumpkins in the patch,

I see mom making good apple cider,

I taste awesome pumpkin pie.

Fall Senses

By: #26

In the fall I use my senses.

I hear the crunching leaves,

I smell yummy blueberry pie baking in the oven,

I touch the pumpkins and pick them to make pumpkin pie,

I see the parades going down the street by my house,

I taste all the yummy goods I made: blueberry pie, pumpkin pie, and cookies!

Fall Senses

By: #26

In the fall I use my senses.

I hear black crows in the woods,

I smell cinnamon pie in the oven,

I touch dead, wrinkled leaves falling from the trees,

I see acorns being picked up by squirrels,

I taste ripe, sweet, and juicy apples.

Fall Senses

By: #27

In the fall I use my senses.

I hear all of the birds chirping,

I smell the hot cherry pie in the oven,

I touch the smooth pumpkin seeds,

I see the red leaves falling from the tree,

I taste crispy, hot pumpkin pancakes.

Fall Senses

By: #28

In the fall I use my senses.

I here lovely blue birds in the tree,

I smell tasty delicious pumpkin pie,

I touch crunchy leaves on the sidewalk,

I see tiny squirrels gathering nuts for the winter,

I taste brown chocolate chip cookies in the kitchen.

Fall Senses

By: #29

In the fall I use my senses.

I hear falling, crackling leaves,

I smell fresh pumpkin pie,

I touch a sad scarecrow,

I see gold sunlight shining in my face,

I taste fresh gold corn.

Fall Senses

By: #30

In the fall I use my senses.

I hear the crinkly leaves in the tree,

I smell pumpkin pie that my mom made for me,

I touch the pink soft cotton candy,

I see the scarecrow in the fields,

I taste my pretty pumpkin pie.

Fall Senses

By: #31

In the fall I use my senses.

I hear the wind blowing at night,

I smell the pumpkin in the backyard,

I touch the red leaves on the ground,

I see the parade going passed my house,

I taste the yummy apple pie.

Fall Senses

By: #32

In the fall I use my senses.

I hear the wind blowing on the leaves,

I smell the delicious pumpkin pie in the oven,

I touch the big pumpkin in the yard,

I see the yellow and orange leaves falling from the tree,

I taste the delicious and hot pumpkin pie.

Fall Senses

By: #33

In the fall I use my senses.

I hear leaves crunching at my feet,

I smell the delicious pumpkin pie my mom is making,

I touch the pumpkin I got from the grumpy farmer,

. I see a scarecrow at a farm blowing in the wind.

I taste the crunchy apples that I got from the store.

Fall Senses

By: #34

In the fall I use my senses.

I hear the cheering of the football fans at the football game,

I smell the freshly baked apple pie just coming out of the oven smell,

I touch the crunchy leaves falling off the tree branch in my backyard,

I see the white owl in my yard hooting on a tree branch,

I taste the wonderful flavor of blue cotton candy that is very sweet and sticky.

Fall Senses

By: #35

In the fall I use my senses.

I hear a big scary owl in the forest,

I smell juicy apple pie baking in the oven,

I touch a brown, leathery football while I play outside,

I see a scary scarecrow in the field,

I taste a cinnamon, hot funnel cake at the fair.

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