Such great color on these leaves
They flutter and kick
Can be small yet big
Brown or yellow
For these are such leaves
Full of such timless wonder
Filling the trees in which they live
When fall comes its time to dance
In the wind its such a stance
They grab partners in the air as they fly
They sing in the grass
As it becomes each year
For the spring they truly love
For the new ones come
Bearing new dances
Singing new songs
Dancing in the wind
As fall starts again
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