The Fall

Dancing in the air waves,
Turning to the light,
The leaf twitched in the morning breeze,
Will he fall tonight?

In Spring, he grew with vigour,
Confident, but green,
Keen to reach his salad years,
But keener to be seen.

Throughout the long hot summer,
He stretched out in the sun,
Bending with prevailing winds,
And having lots of fun.

Yet now, so brown and brittle,
As Autumn breezes in,
He feels like he will crumble
And he’s looking thin.

Winter wraps its heavy coat
Around the cooler sun,
Then snow falls on the countryside
But leaf is clinging on.

Dancing in the air waves,
Turning from the light,
The leaf twitched in the cold night air,
Will he fall tonight?

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