Autumn leaves are flying,
They are landing on my head,
“Make way, please move, excuse me please!”
All the leaves said
Autumn leaves are shouting,
Singing with the wind,
Dancing around in the air
Spinning, spinning, spin
I love to stare out of my window,
To watch the leaves ballet dance,
Twirling in the air,
To see them move and prance
So orange, red and fresh,
These leaves they talk to us, you see
Tuning their melodious voices
“Come and dance with me”
But finally they leave,
Taking all their luggage,
Going away to be nomads,
All peaceful not in a rage!!!!!
Tanya Sharma,
Grade 7 A
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