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Mar 2013
The leaf it falls
off the branch
to the ground
It falls.
Not making a sound.
Its falls.
Off the river bank
into the water
it falls.

Red, yellow, orange
the leaves they fall
for winter is coming
the leaves they fall
from the tall tree tops
to the roots below
the leaves they fall
Through the wind they soar.
Red yellow orange
the leaves they fall.

The leaves are gone.
The branches are bare.
The leaves are gone.
The snow has fallen.
The leaves are gone.
Written by
Sarah Spencer  United States
(United States)   
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