Prancing leaves
Dancing leaves
Wither goes thy frolic?
Dost thou spread glitter on the mounts
Or frost the wheat?
Do you dust the corn
Or tinge the apple gold?
Prancing leaves
Dancing leaves
Save a twirl for me
Riddle
Carpets olden
Wrinkled
Thrust upended
Ready for cleaning
Tops gleaming
Knees fluttering yellow
Mountains in fall
Cold fresh wind comes
To steal away stale grass
Rearrange lawn chairs,
Make golden leaves dance
It kisses children's cheeks
and sings of soup days,
chimney smoke,
and new love
