ccandd96
the writing of kuypers
2001-04-09 14:35:47 (UTC)
raking leaves
raking leaves
Too many leaves.
Let me help you
I say, let me hold
this bag for you.
You've grown so
much, you're doing
all the hard work
now, and every
year there seem
to be more and
more leaves. It's
too much for your
father to do.
Too many leaves.
Why does there
seem to be more
this year? They
almost cover all
of our windows
now. Next year
you won't be
able to see our
house anymore,
the leaves will
take over, it will
be like our house
was never there.
Too many leaves.
Won't you help
us, my son? You're
so good