Leaf Blankets
Leaves are falling, soft as snowflakes,
Red and yellow, gold and brown;
The breeze laughs gaily in the treetops,
Shaking all the color down.
Red and yellow, gold and brown;
The breeze laughs gaily in the treetops,
Shaking all the color down.
Leaves are covering the gardens
As my blanket covers me.
When cold winter comes, the flowers
Will be warm as warm can be.
As my blanket covers me.
When cold winter comes, the flowers
Will be warm as warm can be.
Irene B. Crofoot
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