Castles of Colors
"How I love to walk
On dried fallen leaves
The sounds of crunching I hear.
Colors of brown, red and gold
Form a carpet so rich,
The sounds are a tune to my ear.
Rake them in a piles,
like castles of color,
And then the children appear.
As they tumble and roll,
Through the piles of dried leaves,
Their laughter filling the air.
As the cold approaches
Bringing winds that will sting,
Say goodbye to these castles so dear.
You'll not see them again till next year."
~ Floria Kelderhouse.
Sunday morning breakfast.
Making faces for the camera!
Visiting the Aquarium.
Drawing pictures.
Rainy day cookie making.
We went to visit a Castle!
~Julia
