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Falling leaves
Falling leaves twirl and sway,
Dancing their graceful ballet,
Golden hues against the sky,
Whispering secrets as they fly.
Each leaf a story to tell,
Of summer's end, of winter's knell,
Fluttering down from branches high,
A gentle, elegant goodbye.
Rustling softly as they land,
Creating a carpet, nature's hand,
A symphony of colors bright,
A fleeting glimpse of autumn's light.
In their descent, a quiet grace,
An emblem of life's fleeting pace,
A reminder of cycles and change,
In every leaf, a beauty arranged.
So let them fall, let them flow,
In their dance, a silent show,
Falling leaves, a transient art,
A masterpiece from nature's heart.
© All Rights Reserved By Poetic Psycho✍️
Dancing their graceful ballet,
Golden hues against the sky,
Whispering secrets as they fly.
Each leaf a story to tell,
Of summer's end, of winter's knell,
Fluttering down from branches high,
A gentle, elegant goodbye.
Rustling softly as they land,
Creating a carpet, nature's hand,
A symphony of colors bright,
A fleeting glimpse of autumn's light.
In their descent, a quiet grace,
An emblem of life's fleeting pace,
A reminder of cycles and change,
In every leaf, a beauty arranged.
So let them fall, let them flow,
In their dance, a silent show,
Falling leaves, a transient art,
A masterpiece from nature's heart.
© All Rights Reserved By Poetic Psycho✍️
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