Leaves in fall

Falling, falling, oh so slow, Leaves in Autumn, put on a show!

In the forest, crisp and deep, Where sleepy squirrels begin to peep, The ancient trees, so tall and grand, Prepare a party across the land.

Old Oaky, Maple red and bright, Whispered secrets in the fading light. "It's time!" they creaked, a rustling sound, As colors painted all around!

Crimson, gold, and pumpkin spice, Each leaf a tiny, dancing dice, Tumbling down in swirling flight, A dazzling, beautiful, leafy sight!

The wind, a playful, whistling friend, Sent leaves a-twirling, without end! Some landed softly on the ground, Making cushions, soft and round.

Children laughed with joyful glee, Kicking through the leafy sea! Building forts of brown and gold, Stories of adventure to be told.

But as the days grew short and cold, The trees stood bare, their stories told. Waiting for the winter's sleep, Until the springtime sun would peep.

The leaves now blanketed the ground, A cozy cover all around, Preparing earth for sleepy nights, Until the sun returns with lights.

So sleep now, forest, deep and still, The falling leaves have done their fill. Until the spring, with buds so new, Leaves in autumn, we bid adieu!