September Leaf Shower
The leaf shower was scheduled to begin at noon.
We ran outside and began the Come Down Dance.
The oldsters came out to their porches, none too soon.
The leaves began to drop, as the squirrels prance.
How did you know? Someone asked who did not know.
This happens every year, I informed him with a glance.
Took his hand and made him frolic until he yelled “whoa!”
Some people do not understand the Come Down Dance.
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