The Falling Poems

Exploration Stage: Barbecue Area
From: Mr. Rain
Description: I’ve long dreamt of a book filled with rainy lines. My first poem, which I scribbled on an autumn leaf, was carried away by the wind. Can you help me find it?
Completed: Thanks for finding this. I thought a maple leaf would be the perfect medium to write this poem on. It’s about life’s fleeting beauty. There are a few of my poems written on various other things around here. Let’s keep looking.