A Dance

In the gentle autumn breeze, Leaves perform their dance with ease. Twisting, turning, floating down, Blanketing the earth in golden brown.Whispers of the wind's soft sigh, Lift them up to touch the sky. Graceful in their fleeting flight, Glowing in the soft sunlight.Nature's ballet, brief and bright, A fleeting moment of pure delight. Till winter's chill calls them to rest, In earth's embrace, their final nest.