tiny tired feet rustle, rustle, hustle, stumble
crunching leaves in yellows, browns and reds
September sun, apologetic, humble
slanting golden rays illuminating golden heads
as autumn babies hurry to their early beds
(Thanks, Robin, for the idea, sorry it took me so long to get it up, we've got sick Autumn babies around here...)
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6 comments:
PERFECT!! This was such a great take on the Autumn theme. Love the words and the pictures that go with them. You did a great job! Very nice poem.
Thanks! :) Can't resist the babies...
cute - I love the last line.
Wonderful! Like Herb of Grace said - can't resist the babies! The pictures are adorable and the poetry is just... wonderful! You did an amazing job.
Thanks guys, you are all so sweet :)
Beautiful Babies and words! Well done!
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