Autumn Revelry Poem by cheryl davis miller

I saw it snowing I thought today
the sun was shining bright.
Then I turned for a second look
something did not seem right.
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I looked again and saw the snowflakes
bore an odd yellow tone.
On closer observation at last
the truth was finally known.
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So I can happily report my “snowflakes”
were not snow at all.
But golden orbs [ leaves some may say ]
declaring it is fall.
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I watched them dancing on the wind
in quiet fascination.
Then a nearby tree of red
joined in the celebration.
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I swear I heard the orange leaves
cry out, 'Hey guys wait for me.'
As they began to partake
in the leaves last revelry.
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They danced and swirled gracefully
as they were falling down.
Some red, some yellow, orange and green
and every shade of brown.
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As they exhausted their last strength
to perform this dance for me.
I’ve picked up pen to recount
the leaves autumn revelry.

c.d.m.10/22/09