Wednesday, September 5, 2012

Racing Leaves



We are racing,
Art by Josephine Wall
Leaves are chasing,
We are flying like the bees,
Through the forest trees.

We are running against time,
Against Mother Nature in prime.
The winds blow and whip,
Making the trees bend and dip.

Leaves fly in the air,
Colors everywhere,
Threatening that winter is near,
Fall is already here.

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