Falling Poem by Sarah2 McMahon

Falling



The leaves, they dance with a rhythm so light
As they float down on this cool autumn night.
There's not telling where they will land
As they wisp through the air and flow near a band,
Who play their swing music after the autumn day.
They listen, they dance, now finally they lay.

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