Buried in the leaves By May

Walking down the track

Coloured leaves beneath our feet

Nobody around.


Falling on our knees

Trees bare with nothing on

The crunch of the ground.


Orange, red and brown

They’re the colours on the ground

The fire goes out.


It becomes dark

Fireworks are coming out

Dogs barking, loud.


Cats scatter around,

Boom, bang! go the fireworks

Pink, blue, red and green.

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