This is writing exercise 150 already. :o
This means there are 150 weeks of continuously writing tidbits behind me. With this week's little poem, here's to another 150 writing exercises. :D
2018/10/28 – The Little Leaf (poem)
There once was a little leafBudding on a stem of a treeTo whispered caution it was deafWishing to be wild and free
There once was a bright green leafBasking in the summer sunIt was of the certain beliefThat flying would be so much fun
There once was a withered leafWatching all his dear friends fallIt was stricken with great griefKnowing this was nature's call
There once was a crumpled leafCovered by a blanket of snowIt had a dream quite nice, quite briefOf buds in springtime's morning glow
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