Not enough leaves to kick
       but soon they will come
tumbling down and the wind
       will gather them into piles
where dust will accumulate
       as they dry out and children
on their way home from school
       will wade into these piles
and toss the leaves up into the air
       laughing and skipping as they go

and I will remember that hill
       I descended all those years ago
a young boy full of the excitement
      of learning and of life and friendship
an early admirer of the world’s natural
       beauty and intrinsic simplicity

John Lyons