Autumn Leaves Poem by Ronald Chapman

Born far above ground,
Each leaf is a new dream,

Time to go for a ride,

Falling, flying,
From colorful trees,
Catching a ride with the wind,

Shala la la la la la!

Raining down, more colors than a rainbow;
Reds greens yellows tans, oranges, browns...

Sewing, many layers of a colorful quilt,
Quietly covering the sleeping grass,

A soft, crunchy carpet for,
Dogs and kids to run through,

Autumn Leaves.