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Autumn

On a cold,autumn day.
Leaves fall and dance the day away.
Like ballerinas up in the sky.

They fly and crunch under your feet.
And their grace is what you meet.
You go onto the bench,on your seat.

With leaves crunching under your feet.
While the other leaves fly.
And they dance in the sky like ballerinas.

Only to fall onto the ground.
They sway like dancers on the cold,autumn ground.
Maybe just one cold,autumn day.

You'll join them and dance the day away.
Leading to a starry night.
With no leaves left in sight.

One day,you'll be as graceful as them.
As graceful as a ballerina.
As careful as a dancer.

And as hopeful as a believer.
Maybe dance,a cold fever.
Near a tranquil,sparkly river.

It sends a cold shiver down your spine.
And you begin to forget your worries,you feel just  fine.
Leaves begin to dance and flow.

As more and more trees grow.
The leaves put on a show.
One day,you'll join them onto the stage.

And open ,flip to a new page.
The leaves danced during nature's fall.
And trees continue to grow.

You watch the show in awe.
And you forget all your woes.
I think every season is great.

Finding your soulmate around trees in autumn.
But it's not what decides my fate.
Orange,yellow leaves.

And Halloween,positive beliefs.
I can step on them all day.
As children laugh and play.

Autumn,the season of all.
You shine bright,like valuable things.
As you wear your golden crown.

Nobody in your presence has a frown.
Spring,autumn,summer and winter.
Each one is great.

For a candlelit,fancy date.
You don't even have to think.
Just jump in the autumn leaves and let it sink.

You see nature's art in a blink.
And it makes you think,is this real?
Or is it just how I feel?

Spooky season,you shine bright.
Watching a scary movie at night.
At the end of the day,we sleep away.

Laying in our beds.
And traveling in our heads.
To far away,mystical lands.

Of endless,golden colored trees.
Like the birds,flies and bees.
On the ground,crunchy gold.

And not even a speckle of mold.
Autumn leaves sway.
And soothing beats begin to play.

Night,evening,through the day.
Written by Liziantus-Marantus (Ivelina Boneva)
Published
Author's Note
A poem,about dancing autumn leaves.
""During a cold autumn night.
We go in costumes and cause fright.
We crunch under our feet the leaves.
And fly among the birds and bees.""
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