Dancing Leaves

Discovery

Amazement/Wonder

Laughter

Dancing Leaves
Swaying gently to and fro,
Weaving patterns as they go.
Now in stately step and slow,
Now like driving, wintry snow.

How they scamper on their way,
From pinky dawn 'till close of day!
How they laught and how they play!
Dancing leaves in colors gay!

poem taken from Mom's Almanac