Collecting leaves. Every shape, color, size <br />Nature’s puzzle, autumn’s pride <br />They spiral down from the towering trees <br />And land upon their mossy knees <br />Until they are only bones in the breeze <br /> <br />Oh, the ever-golden majesty! <br />Of each an every one I seize! <br />What better way to spend the day? : Collecting Leaves <br /> <br />I’ll press them ‘tween a hymnal’s pages <br />Or place them in a potpourri <br />I’ll wander through each glorious path <br />Whose folliage sheds grace on thee <br />What better a thing to do in life? : Collecting Leaves. <br /> <br />*<br /><br />Tyler Mason<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/collecting-leaves/
