By Ovidiu Alexa • Published on 7/13/2025
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In a forest, gold and grand, Autumn colours kissed the land. Crimson, amber, russet bright, A painted picture, pure delight.
Leaves start falling, one by one, Their leafy journey's just begun! Here comes Leif, a maple bold, With stories in his hues of gold.
And who is this, a breezy friend? Windy the Wind, until the end! He puffs his cheeks, a playful sight, Ready to dance with all his might.
Leif the Leaf, he leaps and spins, As Windy guides, the fun begins! A twirling waltz, a joyful sway, They dance and twirl the day away.
He swoops and dips, a dizzy flight, A leafy dancer, shining bright. With Windy's help, he dips and dives, Through sunny skies, the forest thrives.
Then, softer now, the wind does blow, Whispering secrets, soft and low. Leif the Leaf, his journey done, Floats gently down, the setting sun.
He lands with others, red and brown, Upon the forest floor, renown! A carpet made of autumn hue, A perfect ending, fresh and new.
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