Leaves Begin to Shudder

A bum called Boe has stubbed his toe, he’s stumbled in the gutter;
with broken neck, he looks a wreck, the sparrows all aflutter.

The passers-by, they close an eye and turn their heads to mutter:
“Let’s pray for rains to cleanse the lanes, to rid the road of clutter.”        

A river slows neath mountain snows, and leaves begin to shudder.

Reviews

[Gee]

A ha,something I understand.Nicely conjured Terry,sweet rhymes and the smoothest of flows.Lovely,,

[Terry O'Leary]

Great to be understood... ;-)
Thanks for your kind words!!

[Beccy]

Every time we pass on by another leaf falls to the ground and gets crushed underfoot.

Sad it is, but it seems that is the nature of the beast.


Beccy.

[Terry O'Leary]

You,re right... and it is sad... Thanks for reading!

[marcus]

I enjoyed this little rhyme very much!!

[Terry O'Leary]

Thank you, Marcus... happy you enjoyed!!

[Tomoe Tellez]

Reading this is like reading a classic rhyme, you know the ones they teach you in school. Great write!

[Terry O'Leary]

Thanks, Alondra...
Much appreciated!!!

[Valentine]

Like the rhyme and the bit of comedy...poor guy. Valentine

[Terry O'Leary]

Yeah... sometimes life is tough!
Thanks, Valentine