The acorns are falling, <br />From the mighty oak. <br />They cover the ground, <br />The grass fairly choke. <br /> <br />All over the yard, <br />They can be seen. <br />Most of them brown, <br />A few of them green. <br /> <br />Some of these acorns, <br />Will grow up to be, <br />Giant live oaks, <br />Magnificent trees. <br /> <br />The acorns are falling, <br />Like little brown tears. <br />I can hear winter calling, <br />It's that time of year. <br /> <br />11/12/10 Alton Texas<br /><br />Juan Olivarez<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-acorns-are-falling/
