pen pal letter paper

  A little bear beneath the tree,Hugs his pumpkin happily.He sniffs the breeze—so crisp, so cool,And giggles, “Fall is here, oh woo!” Leaves twirl down, they spin, they fly,Like paper notes from sky to sky.He daydreams letters, sweet and bright,To friends who’ll read with pure delight. “Dear pals,” he scribbles, “what’s new with you?I’m waiting…