When autumn calls, The leaves let go.They fall on me Like drifting snow.And when I open The garage,They blow right in In a barrage.Ah, but to have A man named Jeeves.I’d say to him, “Go rake the leaves.”He’d sweep and rake, And in awhileHe’d have them gathered In a pile.But then the kids Would all jump in,And Jeeves would have To start again. (By me, apologies to “Autumn Leaves.”)
Bowfat over 10 years ago
Ever notice some of the best decisions begin with “What the heck?”
Spotted Owl over 10 years ago
The occasional tumble back into childhood can be great fun :)
Gokie5 over 10 years ago
When autumn calls, The leaves let go.They fall on me Like drifting snow.And when I open The garage,They blow right in In a barrage.Ah, but to have A man named Jeeves.I’d say to him, “Go rake the leaves.”He’d sweep and rake, And in awhileHe’d have them gathered In a pile.But then the kids Would all jump in,And Jeeves would have To start again. (By me, apologies to “Autumn Leaves.”)
Doctor11 over 10 years ago
Leaf pile! Whee!!!!
danielse over 10 years ago
Way to go, Rose!