Catching Leaves
The wind would whisk the leaves about
On chilly autumn days
We kids would chase them with a shout
Looked like a dancing craze
I also loved the vibrant sound
The wind would make through trees
Our feet would keep time on the ground
As leaves would tempt and tease
Sometimes they’d flit just out of reach
And we would leap and grab
And then we’d yell and squeal and screech
Until the leaves, we’d nab
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