Have you heard the leaves piled upon the ground
on a wet November day?
Have you felt the smile spread across your face?
Have you listened what they say?
They snap! They crackle! And pop!
Like a bowl Crispy Rice.
A bowl of leaves for breakfast!
Now wouldn’t that be nice?
nice write
Tommy
sounds like my ankles, elbows and everything else when i wake up in the morning--and i haven't had my rice krispies yet :)
i hope you'll allow milk, or they will be awfully scratchy going down LOL
(((HUGS))) and love, karla.
love your humor--spot on :)
Cute write; well done!
(((HUGS))) and much love, your friend in Tx., Karen Lynn. :D
Love Tinka