Autumn
The leaves flutter gently in the breeze
They change colors and flutter to the ground
We pile them up into a mound
How can we stand to mock the trees
When they have so much for us to seize
All you have to do is look around
And you will find something profound
I guess we can dance in the trees
And become one with nature
And find something greater
Something in the trees that can be found
The leaves are changing colors
We wish to share it with others
And make them see the beauty in what we see
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