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raking leaves Too many leaves. Let me help you I say, let me hold this bag for you. You’ve grown so much, you’re doing all the hard work now, and every year there seem to be more and more leaves. It’s too much for your father to do. Too many leaves. Why does there seem to be more this year? They almost cover all of our windows now. Next year you won’t be able to see our house anymore, the leaves will take over, it will be like our house was never there. Too many leaves. Won’t you help us, my son? You’re so good Copyright Janet Kuypers. All rights reserved. No material may be reprinted without express permission.