Since This Was Pretty Much Poetry Week On This Blog

This was my son Garrett's first real poem, written last October when he was 7, for his second grade English assignment:

Fall

Fall is like a leaf skull
Is so tall in the Fall
Call your friends
Jump in leaves in the trees
Like some thieves
Wearing green to blend in
Like the leaves in the trees
Act like bees in the trees
Feel the breeze
Play on swings
Jump in the air if you dare
Have bare feet
Dare to stare, feel the scare
In your underwear!

Yeah, he and his friends (and his brother Logan) are at that age where any mention of undergarments or bodily noises causes bellyfulls of laughter.