Friday, September 11, 2009

Too Busy ...

The end of Summer
The start of Fall
Leaves on the ground
Birds sing in the crispness
Blowers do the job
For those who are too busy
Going on their way
To get a pay
To work for the weekend
So they can listen to the birds
That sing about the Fall days

1 comment:

JC said...

that one was bad ...