Saturday, October 16, 2010


"A" learned this poem at school.  We enjoyed it so much, I thought I'd share it with you.


October is the month
When the smallest breeze
Gives us a shower of autumn leaves.
Bonfires and pumpkins,
Leaves sailing down,
October is red and golden and brown.

~ author unknown (said "Arthur Unknown" as if that was "his" name)

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