The leaves dance, with a rhythm so fine,
Their colors are vibrant, like a sun's shine.
Their movement is graceful, like a waltz to behold,
As they flutter down, with a whispering scold.
The autumn leaves' dance is magical, like a fairy tale to see,
A reminder of the beauty, that's always there to be.
And as I watch their twirl, feeling so alive,
I'm reminded of the wonder, that's always there to thrive.
