Leaves Upon the Ground
by Robert Mucci
A gentle breeze sends autumn leaves swirling to the ground
Tumbling through the tepid air as they twirl ‘round.
Orange, greens and yellows, bronze and muted browns
Nature’s palette limitless defies all earthly bounds.
Waves of curled leaves form a cloudy airy mound
That crackles under childrens’ feet as they walk upon the ground.
Gathering all the leaves into a giant bunch
The children jump into the mound to hear the magic crunch.
Soon autumn days are gone, like leaves scattered in the wind
We cling fast to our memories and the happiness within.
The laughter of the children simply triggered we have found
By strolling on an autumn’s day over leaves upon the ground.