Autumn poetry

Autumn Poetry

Fall, Leaves, Fall Fall, leaves, fall; die, flowers, away; Lengthen night and shorten day; Every leaf speaks bliss to me Fluttering from the autumn tree. I shall smile when wreaths of snow Blossom where the rose should grow; I shall sing when night’s decay Ushers in a drearier day. -Emily Brontë-     Gathering Leaves

The Day I Fell Down The Toilet

The Day I Fell Down The Toilet is a hilarious poem by Steve Turner. I had his book of poetry as a kid, and it never failed to make me giggle. I remember one time me and a couple of friends read it out at Church during one of their kids entertainment services, an it