All our leaves are either blown away, burned in a campfire or picked up...though my yard still has a few lying around and I hate raking so they will stay there till next summer...thanks for the laugh, I really got a few hee-haws out of this write...ed
Delightful poem, Karla; enjoyed! Love the "Night Before Christmas" type of touch you placed within the words of your poem! Pure magic! Well done; brava!
(((HUGS))) and much love, your twin, Karen Lynn. :D
I WISH, Karla! All my oaks have yet to shed more than a few measly weaklings, so all this fun is yet to come over here in Dorset. Great poem to put us in the party mood... as long as there's no holly in there! And look out for hedghogs! :)) xx
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Be careful as it could be leaful. lol x
In Christs Love
Michelle~
John
That takes me back...jumping in leaves, having fun, and really making Mom mad! Guess who got to rake? Wonderful poem of the season.
Mary
(((HUGS))) and much love, your twin, Karen Lynn. :D