“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.”
– Elsie N. Brady, Leaves
I love this:)
Glad it inspired you. 😀
The sweetest of words! I’m loving walking on this wonderful rich and rare carpet of leaves.
Me too! I need to take pictures before they’re gone.
Can’t believe it’s November already. Time flies.
Can you believe it?!!!
happy november to you! I’m off to rake up some of those lovely leaves 🙂
Hope you didn’t work too hard! 🙂