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Autumn Leaves

By Aileen Fisher

One of the nicest beds I know
Isn’t a bed of soft white snow.
Isn’t a bed of cool green grass
After the noisy mowers pass.

Isn’t a bed of yellow hay
Making me itch for half a day

But autumn leaves in a pile that high,
Deep and smelling like fall and dry.
That’s the bed where I like to lie
And watch the flutters of Fall go by.

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November 22, 2013 at 8:25 pm Leave a comment


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