Oct 19
poem 0 comments challenge: Seasonal

Catching Leaves

The leaves have turned
and turned again
to a nasty shade
of death

The wind blows 
through the branches
the dry leaves rustle
and then
let go

Hike down
the backyard hill
into the open plain

The power lines 
stretch overhead 
and leaves are falling
all around

Reach out your hand
as they come
gently floating down

Snatch one up
before it touches the ground
then wave it around
like a victory flag

Catch as many
as you can
running and falling
pushing and shoving
laughing

Hike back up
the backyard hill
bright eyed
and rosy cheeked

Ask Mom to put 
the kettle on
and make steamy mugs
of hot chocolate
with marshmallows

Let the warmth 
flow through you
warming up your hands

Let the joy
fill you up
warming up your heart
About the Author: Crescent_Moon
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