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Saturday, November 8, 2008

Leaves

Leaves
by Elsie Brady

How silently they tumble down

And come to rest upon the ground

To lay a carpet, rich and rare,

Beneath the trees without a care,

Content to sleep, their work well done,

Colors gleaming in the sun.

At other times, they wildly fly

Until they nearly reach the sky.

Twisting, turning through the air

Till all the trees stand stark and bare.

Exhausted, drop to earth below

To wait, like children, for the snow.

7 comments:

Lisa said...

What a beautiful picture! Don't you just love fall?

Lora said...

We're having so much fun playing in the leaves at our house!

Ruth said...

How beautiful! I love pictures of tree corridors!

Sarah said...

I love it! What a picture it paints. Your photo is beautiful and inspiring. Autumn is my favorite time of the year.

Where or which book did you find that poem in. I think I will use that one in our Language arts lesson for the kids to learn. They are enjoying learning poems. Plus I can tell they take pride in learning & being able to recite these to us & others. I ordered one of the books with a CD that you recommend for poetry & we listen to it in the car a lot.

Thank you for so much help & encouragment in this homeschooling effort.

Heidi said...

Sarah~ I find many poems online when I'm looking for a specific subject or theme. I'm so glad that you are enjoying the poetry book recommendation!

Sandy Toes said...

What a pretty poem!
-sandy toes

haffnewie said...

Beautiful.