Kislev, the Month of Dreams (5)

 I tried, one day, to talk of leaves,
  But didn't make,
  Or couldn't make
 My audience relate to leaves,
  And left them, in fact, duller --

 For if you've only seen the leaves,
  Not felt the leaves,
  Not smelt the leaves,
 Then you don't really know the leaves
  For they are more 

  Than color