There is a gentle autumn rain falling
the droplets are resting on the leaves of the plants
With the spotlights on
the droplets of water look like dozens of pairs of eyes
looking at us
Good thing it isnt Halloween!
There is a gentle autumn rain falling
the droplets are resting on the leaves of the plants
With the spotlights on
the droplets of water look like dozens of pairs of eyes
looking at us
Good thing it isnt Halloween!
It is October, the acorns are falling from the trees. They hit the roof with a resounding pound and roll down the slope like marbles, to the gutter then to bounce a few times on the ground.
When the trees are full the acorns fall, one, one, twenty-one, one, one, twenty-one, in a rush with the leaves to fill the ground.
And all this has nothing to do with Butts, Booze and the Brain.