Through the leaves, we will go
Thru the leaves, we will go
my dear
Marching, crunching, dancing
through setting sun and light breeze
Hold my hand and show me how to twirl as leaves fall around us
A poem by Sadie Brown
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Thru the leaves, we will go
my dear
Marching, crunching, dancing
through setting sun and light breeze
Hold my hand and show me how to twirl as leaves fall around us
A poem by Sadie Brown