Babs Leaf Pile

Babs the bear collected colorful leaves that fell like tears
Her breath gave them a sheen, and kept them fresh for years
She had a pile of them in reds, blues, yellows, greens, and yellows.
Strategically placing them in her cave; she played with the little fellows.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2026

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