Autumn leaves falling all around,
In crimson, gold, and brown,
They spiral down like nature's confetti,
To cover the ground.
The children jump in leaf piles high,
Their laughter fills the air,
The rakes and bags await our work,
To clear the yard so fair.
The trees stand bare now skeletons,
Their branches reaching high,
They wait through winter's bitter cold,
To bloom again nearby.
I save a few of autumn leaves,
Between the book pages,
Keepsakes of seasons past and joys,
Like pressed flowers in cages.
When spring returns the leaves will bud,
And summer comes again,
But autumn leaves falling now,
Create memories within.
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