By Ovidiu Alexa • Published on 4/23/2025
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In autumn's forest, gold and red, Where leafy carpets softly spread, The Dancing Leaves Song starts to play, As breezy winds begin their sway.
The leaves, like dancers, bright and bold, In crimson, amber, stories told, With Wind, their partner, swift and free, They twirl and swirl for all to see.
The squirrels below, with eyes so bright, Watch leafy dancers in the light, They scamper 'round, a furry crew, As leaves come tumbling into view.
They spin and swoop, a vibrant sight, Then softly flutter, taking flight, They dip and dive, a graceful dance, A charming, autumn, leafy trance.
From branches high, they gently fall, Answering nature's whispered call, They land on ground, a vibrant heap, While squirrels collect them in a leap!
A colorful carpet, soft and deep, Where autumn secrets softly sleep, The Dancing Leaves Song starts to fade, As seasons change, a new parade.
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