From breakfast on through all the day,
At home among my friends I stay,
But every night I go abroad,
Afar into the land of Nod.
All by myself I must go,
With none to tell me yes or no.
To lounge beside a lazy stream,
In the mountains where I dream.
The strangest things are there for me,
Both things to eat and things to see.
And many frightening sights abroad,
‘Till morning wakes the Land of Nod.
Try as I like to find the way,
I never can get back by day,
Nor remember plain and clear
The curious music I always hear.
Sleepy dreams of falling leaves,
Awakes the sun to my relief.
I look below in disbelief,
The beauty of the one red leaf.
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3 thoughts on “One Red Leaf”
Very nice poem
This was a wonderful, creative poem. Such a dreamy read.
This is such a fresh poem. Great imagination ☺️