The Little Leaf by Annette Wynne And so, the little leaf flew far—O far, Out to the place where the blue hills are. It took the wind's hand, and on it went; All was so new—it was quite content To go far away from the mother tree And find where the little brook found the sea. Find Related Poems Poems About Leaves Wind Poems Poems About Leaving
The Little Leaf by Annette Wynne And so, the little leaf flew far—O far, Out to the place where the blue hills are. It took the wind's hand, and on it went; All was so new—it was quite content To go far away from the mother tree And find where the little brook found the sea.
