Autumn Leaves
The leaves let go, one by one,
Dancing softly from the sun.
Gold and crimson, red and brown,
They twirl gently to the ground.
The whispering wind begins to sing,
Carrying leaves on golden wings.
They paint the earth in colors bright,
Then shimmer softly in the light.
Though summer fades and skies turn gray,
The leaves still glow along the way.
And in their fall, they seem to say,
"Beauty can live in every change."
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