The fallen leaves are cornflakes

That fill the lawn's wide dish,

And night and moon, the wind's a spoon

That stirs them with a swish.

The sky's a silver sifter

A-sifting white and slow,

That gently shakes

On crisp brown flakes

The sugar known as snow.

 

Kaye Starbird (1916-1993)

 

December Leaves