I glanced out o’er my yard today
To watch leaves slowly drift away
As one by one they sailed on by
A gust of wind made each one fly.
It seemed as though they spoke to me
But silence is their destiny
There’s too much that I need to learn
The list is long, it’s turn by turn.
I often wonder what we’d do
If nature had a word or two
So you and I might understand
What is the message of the land !
Claire V. Bogdanos 