The tree's are changing,
the day's are colder,
the leaves are falling.
We make fire all day and night.
What time is it ?
the day's are colder,
the leaves are falling.
We make fire all day and night.
What time is it ?
Mom's note: Anna wrote a poem yesterday. Can you guess, what time is it?? Ever since this 'blogging' thing has started, we can't get Anna to stop writing. I just love it! Who says, blogging can't be educational??