Feb 2012
Come little leafs
Said the wind one day
Come over the meadows
With me and play
Put on your dresses
Of red and gold
For summer is gone
And the days grow cold
Said the wind one day
Come over the meadows
With me and play
Put on your dresses
Of red and gold
For summer is gone
And the days grow cold
© 1980-something ... wrote this poem to my aunt when I was a kid, inspiration starts young!
