then come back,
won’t they ever learn?
New leaves turning over,
still over-looking a four-leaf clover.
Perhaps Autumn’s fall-guys,
set to drop, and again to rise,
almost sure to leave us wanting more
than a pair of old Levi’s.
Leave it to you to leave a poem on leaves. 🙂
Love Leaves – walks our the door!
I love leaves – I shall say no more.