Wednesday, January 4, 2012

Leaves on the Ground

When the leaves are on the ground,
(point to ground)

Instead of on the trees
(hold hands over head)

I like to make a pile of them

Way up to my knees
(clasp knees)

I like to run and jump in them
(jump once)

And kick them all around
(kick with foot)

I like the prickly feel of them

And the crickly, crackly sound.
(snap fingers)

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