This rhyming poem about falling leaves is classroom-ready. "How silently they tumble down / And come to rest upon the ground / To lay a carpet, rich and rare / Beneath the trees without a care," Brady writes at the start of the poem, about nature's decorations.
Published 10/20/2020
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