Falling Leaves

Falling leaves from the trees.

Catch my eye. A sight to see.

Day by day, their colors change

Oranges, reds and golds.

Falling leaves.Windy skies.

Falling leaves start to fly.

Twirling down those falling leaves

Swirling round and round.

The leaves come down

down

down.

Tumbling to the ground.

Rake and gather and pile them high.

Scoop them up. Let them fly.

Falling leaves in the sun.

A gust of wind. They start to run.

I watch them fly. They hurry so.

I wonder where they go.

Falling leaves have disappeared

I look again. Trees are bare.

Another year as summer ends

Falling leaves again.

The leaves come down

down

down.

Tumbling to the ground.

Rake and gather and pile them high.

Scoop them up. Let them fly.

Falling leaves have disappeared

I look again. Trees are bare.

Another year as summer ends,

Fall comes in again.

Falling leaves again.