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Why Oh Why the Leaves Do Fall

I watch the trees daily change their clothes the leaves all different colors by natures design they hang around for days on end then suddenly begin their final journey falling ever so gently to the ground a dance they perform with yearly splendor for all to enjoy in wounderous glory. We pile the leaves in ever higher piles ande take great delight in jumpin among them to feel the cool fall dampness they excrete and also, to delight in the crunchy sound they make wondering how long we shall be able to continue in this most joyous of falls experiences. When fall passes into wintery white some leaves most brave and strong continue to cling seemingly forever to what has been home since their beginning a home they seem not to want to give up for a fate they know all to well is inevitable the end of yet another beginning for many more of their kind.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2012




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Date: 2/26/2012 4:15:00 PM
Unfortunately for me, I have extremely tiny leaves to rake up! Trust me, it's no fun! Wanna trade? LOL!! Enjoyed your poem!...Milt
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Date: 2/15/2012 12:59:00 PM
This was a pleasant poem, Melody - thank you. - oxox love from Anne-Lise
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Date: 2/14/2012 9:03:00 PM
Nice poem. I'm too old to be doing that now. I rake them to the curb so the vacuum truck can haul them away.
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