Leaves

basic leaves,in the sea of fall.come one,come all.the total paul bunions need to sprung one,uproot the base of leaves, a tree,might number 43.the disease is to please,shade is a- ok.the rays of the sun blocked by life begun.the leaves.what a beautiful thing.sing a song.praise along.the night is on the river nile.i search for crocodiles.all because i wrote poems about the leaf,and how it believes,things should be.