Leaves (or is it leafs?), there on the snow, Where are you going? Does anyone know? Oh, leafs! (or leaves) What am I to do? Please, won’t you tell me what’s false and what’s true? The leaves (leafs?) did answer in chorus quite merry, ‘We’d as lief see you leave and no longer tarry.’
Now the picture below could very well be the start of a ‘once upon a time’ story, couldn’t it? Can’t you imagine an adventurous elf or gremlin or an eager young bigfoot looking to follow that trail to new and wondrous places? Like maybe: ‘Once upon a time and early in the morning, Selvo, young […]
Tammy’s neighbors gossiped, kept up a constant whine. Tammy’s neighbors wondered why she never toed the line. The orders weren’t muddled. In fact, they were quite clear. Gold was the chosen color for all the leaves this year.
Maz of the East has a wispy beard. She’s a greenwing of Rumin. That’s why it’s not weird. She’s in a great hurry to end a great worry. For to see the lost Urprince is a fate to be feared.
He dreamed up: a ferocious looking bull that whiled away the hours refusing fights to spend his time admiring the flowers The Story of Ferdinand
