Color filled leaves fall
Just to be crushed underfoot,
This is the pattern.
My 10 year old son wrote these haiku poems at school. They break my heart and make me laugh at the same time. Is that just because I'm his father? Either way, I am so very proud of him.
Trees mourn for their great losses
But who hears the cries?
Leaves like snowflakes come
But only leaves are welcome,
No one awaits snow.
V's sail through the sky
Their shrieks rebound through the air
They leave us till spring.
As the days shorten
And the temperature declines
Fireside tales fly.
Please consider making a donation to support the work of The Salvation Army in Fairmont / Martin County, Minnesota (or to the Salvation Army unit nearest to you). There aren't any bell ringers out today (Thanksgiving day) but you can still give via this online kettle. Thank you so much. May God bless you.
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