Under the tall trees I can feel the crispy old leaves falling against me.
Trees are tall and they have very beautiful leaves.
Under my head I can feel crispy old dry leaves that have fallen off the tree.
Many leaves come falling down to play with me.
Near me are crispy dry leaves that have fallen down gently.
Such a soft poem and lovely words you have used to create this. Keep up with the lovely work Lesley.
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