Written on September 18, 2026
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for Sara Kendrick's Reflections on Childhood Days
Leaves dance around the maple, complaining Grumbling that autumn’s breath is too near And, I remember times that don’t need explaining Leaping in piles of crunchy leaves, without fear Melodies, graceful as a prayer in the soul Glorifying the Creator of this gentle fall Winds and rain couldn’t stop – we felt whole Because of the wonder in that autumn’s call We soared through the air toward the pile, Mountains of leaves buried us in their scent This is what it means to be a child with a smile Playing in leaves with autumn’s quiet consent It felt like a psalm was being read by this day Our hearts knew the melody of such grace This is the meaning of heaven sent, I pray That everyone discovers autumn’s sweet embrace On the hills, and in the valleys, there are leaves Just waiting for a child’s laughter and mirth It only takes this memory and my soul believes Nature offers solace to the children on earth
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