Swishing Leaves
Leaves fell like confetti, upon an autumn bride
Swirling in their multitudes, across the countryside.
Along the path I walked they lay, some were ankle deep
I took such childish pleasure, as I swished them with my feet.
The wind was fairly blowing, branches nearly bare
I pulled my collar around my ears, a chill was in the air.
Copyright © Gary Smith | Year Posted 2017
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