The leaves had a wonderful frolic.
They danced to the Wind's loud song.
They whirled, and they floated, and they scampered.
They circled and flew along.
The Moon saw the little leaves dancing.
Each looked like a small brown bird.
The Man in the Moon smiled and listened.
And this is the song he heard.
The North Wind is calling, is calling.
And we must whirl round and round.
And then when our dancing is ended,
We'll make a warm quilt for the ground.
So awesome! Gotta love fall's version of the sandbox for those sweet kids!
ReplyDeleteAnd I'm so glad Ainsley is doing better with school. Oh, that would be SO hard. I volunteered at my daughter's school yesterday and she was whining and crying for me the entire time, too. I won't be doing that again!