Whats winter


Come little leaves 
Said the wind one day.
We will go over the hill
and far away.
Put on your dresses of
purple and gold.
For the days grow short 
and the knights grow cold.
So off the tree the little leaves went
Dancing with the wind 
Their hearts content.
At last they came to rest on their earthly bed.
And along came the snow to cover up their little head.

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