• leaves Poem of the Month
    by Eileen Fisher
    Down on the rooftops,
    Down on the eaves,
    down on the patio
    fall the leaves.
    Down on the stoop 
    and the windowsill,
    bright leaves flutter
    and dry leaves spill.
    Down I sink,
    in a soft deep bed,
    of brown and yellow
    and crackly red. 

Last Modified on August 21, 2014