Walking across the lawn to go and get the mail,
I stepped on an old brown dried-up leaf.
Hearing the sound of the crunch of the dried up leaf,
released a sweet childhood memory of fall afternoons.
Memories of being a child and playing outside,
after being released from another day at school.
Going to neighbors houses, asking permission to take their leaves,
must have seemed so funny to them -- for they didn't understand the
wonder of those wonderful dried up leaves.
My friends and I would rake up as many as we could find,
and start the job of seeing how high to make our leaf tower,
when it was just right height we would smile --
then the fun began -- we jumped in the pile over and over,
until all the leaves turned into a powder.
Seems so sad somehow now days that children
don't know the wonder and fun of a fall afternoon
and playing in a big pile of old brown dried up leaves.
For all their video games, computers, Ipods and such -
they don't know the wonder of the simple pleasure of
a bunch of dried up old brown leaves!!
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