Sunday, 1 November 2009

The Leaves of Autumn

I watched the leaves of autumn from my window as they rained across the sky; as the mischievous wind danced among the trees calling to the leaves to fly by.

I watched the leaves of autumn play a happy childhood game; as the sun beams shined upon their face illuminating them like a flame.

I heard the leaves of autumns laughter, as they squealed with delight; their childhood game which pasted my window was a rich and colourful sight.

I watched the leaves of autumn play, as the trees looked on with a parental eye; as the leaves of autumn played chase with one and other, whilst the cold wind drove them by.

I watched the leaves of autumn feel sleepy as their game wore them out; as the earth beckoned them to a restful spot, until the playful wind felt bored.

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