Leaf Life (a poem for autumn)

lazily crazily

dizzily dazily

dangling high on a branch

 

slowly blowly

here I go-ly

breezes are making me dance

 

uppity scarily

high in the airily

my skin turning crimson and brown

 

snappity sneakily

crackity creakily

now I am tumbling down

 

downily downily

over the townily

how will I ever get back?

 

whoopsity swoopity

oh, dear, oh, poopity

catch me before I go…..

 

SMACK.