Amanda Swindahl

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Raking Leaves - Poem by Amanda Swindahl

Tenderly Fallen,

Deprived and losing,

Delicately they rejoice,

Without a choice,

Branched is a rainbow,

Floating past the window,

Piled up on the side,

The wind has swept them away,

Tossed in a whirl,

Sent to the ground in a twirl.

Why do we rake away such a fallen splendor?

Tenderly fallen,

Deprived and losing,

Delicately they rejoice,

Sent up in the air again,

Up up up,

a fallen rainbow,

Festive and majestic,

Soundly the laughter rings,

So much simplicity,

Pure and tenderly fallen,

with a smile on the child's face.


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Poem Submitted: Sunday, February 10, 2008

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