Leaves

by Anonymous

The crippled leaves fall to the ground.
As they surround my feet, I circle around.
Step by step hearing crunching sounds,
Step by step hearing my heartbeat.
Dancing as the wind blows, the leaves waved like human hands.
The leaves were dancers twirling down the stream. Beneath the beautiful fall of all the leaves, there was light between the trees.
Down down down to the ground,
The leaves turned red, orange and brown.