The Leaves Are Stampeding
The leaves are stampeding the yard
run flying toward the west
wind changes her mind, throws them in a new flow
Like robins, rising from the ground,
they are flowing north now
Looking like frightened sparrows.
Such a graceful dance,
They laugh as they spin and fly
Copyright © Caren Krutsinger | Year Posted 2019
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