The Naked Dead Leaves

The naked dead leaves

The naked dead leaves

They fly like a kite in the breeze

Brown, yellow and orange leaves

They leave the beautiful tree bare

Just a dark silhouette

Lost it’s green leafed summer wear

To the autumn cold weather

For us all to enjoy

Feel the crispy crunch as we walk

Remember using them to paint leaves when I was at school

The fallen autumn leaves

So much more than a crispy crunch under your booted feet

Full of memories

Toria

25/10/2021