By Ovidiu Alexa • Published on 7/23/2025
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Leaves start falling, whispers sigh, In a forest where colors fly. Autumn leaves, a fiery show, Ready for the winds to blow!
Leif the Leaf, so red and gold, Felt a tingle, brave and bold. Windy the Wind, a playful sprite, Whistled a tune with all his might!
"Ready to dance?" Windy called with glee, "The autumn air is wild and free!" Leif the Leaf, with happy grace, Leapt from his branch to find his place.
He danced and twirled, a spinning top, Over branches, never stop! Windy the Wind, a guiding hand, Whirled Leif high above the land.
Red and gold, a swirling streak, He tickled squirrels and played hide-and-seek! Past sleepy birds and buzzing bees, He sailed upon the autumn breeze.
Then, Windy sighed, his work complete, Lowered Leif with gentle feet. Down, down, down, he softly flew, To join his friends, a colorful crew.
He landed gently, soft and light, Making an autumn carpet bright. A cozy bed for sleepy roots, Till springtime comes with brand new shoots!
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