Autumn For a Maple Tree
Mighty tree, it is that time of year.
All your leaves must fall down.
People know about your sap so sweet.
Love the way it tastes. It’s great to eat.
Every year, autumn must come around.
This is another fall, but do not fear.
Rest you must until spring reappears.
End must come for your leaves that were green.
Either they are brown or red when on the ground.
August 27, 2012
Copyright © Robert Pettit | Year Posted 2012
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