The leaves they fall in gentle grace, A dance with autumn in its place, Their colors

bright and full of hue, A sight that's both old and new.

The wind it blows a gentle breeze, A whisper in the rustling trees, And with each gust
the leaves they sway, A waltz with nature's grand ballet.

The sun it shines a golden light, A spotlight in the autumn's flight, And with each ray,
the leaves they gleam, A performance like a perfect dream.

And in this dance, I find a peace, A moment where my worries cease, For in the
beauty of this show, I find a truth I've come to know.

That life is like this autumn's dance, A fleeting moment, a passing chance, And
though the leaves they fall and fade, New life will bloom and light the shade.

So let us dance with autumn's grace, And cherish every moment's pace, For in this
dance, we'll find a way, To live our lives without delay.