Autumn Leaves Dancing

In a park dressed in autumn's bright hue, Where trees wore gold, crimson, and blue, Leaves tumbled down, a colorful rain, Whispering secrets, again and again.

The Wind, a mischievous sprite, took the stage, With swirls and with gusts, turning a page In nature's grand book, where stories unfold, Of summer's farewell, brave, strong, and bold.

Red, yellow, and brown, the leaves took a twirl, A dance with the Wind, a magical whirl! They leaped from the branches, then dipped to the ground, A rustling symphony, joyful in sound.

Children arrived, with eyes full of glee, To join in the dance, wild and so free! They chased after leaves, with laughter so bright, As sunlight peeked through, painting the scene with light.

The Wind led the leaves, in swirling arrays, Then dropped them like treasures, in shimmering haze. The children all gathered, with happy delight, To watch the leaves flutter, putting on a show, And then, piled them high, a magical sight.

A mountain of color, a soft, leafy heap, Where autumn's sweet dreams, forever would sleep. The park now transformed, a vibrant display, Of Autumn Leaves Dancing, to end a perfect day.