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Collecting Leaves
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Collecting Leaves

Poem By Tyler Mason

Collecting leaves. Every shape, color, size
Nature’s puzzle, autumn’s pride
They spiral down from the towering trees
And land upon their mossy knees
Until they are only bones in the breeze

Oh, the ever-golden majesty!
Of each an every one I seize!
What better way to spend the day? : Collecting Leaves

I’ll press them ‘tween a hymnal’s pages
Or place them in a potpourri
I’ll wander through each glorious path
Whose folliage sheds grace on thee
What better a thing to do in life? : Collecting Leaves.


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Hmmmmm Tyler, I can think of a few more things than that darling! lol 8 for autumn Smiling Tai