Dancing leaves in autumn

Dancing leaves in autumn,

Whirling and twirling in the breeze,

In shades of red and orange and gold,

A natural symphony to please.

The rustling sound they make as they fall,

A gentle melody to hear,

A sign that summer's come to an end,

And autumn's time is here.

The trees stand bare, yet still so grand,

Their branches reaching high,

A reminder that change is a part of life,

And nature's cycle never dies.

The leaves may fall, but they will return,

In the springtime, fresh and new,

A reminder that beauty can be found,

In the old, as well as the new.

So let us dance with the leaves in autumn,

And embrace the change it brings,

For in the end, it's all a part of life,

And nature's precious things.