Nature's Dancers
Leaves twirling in the wind
Of red orange green and yellow
Trees violently thrashing
Storms are coming through
Litter blowing across the road
Grocery bags caught on fences
Papers falling drifting away
A balloon up in the sky on its last journey
You see these dancers upon earth’s stage
Never hearing the applause or requests for encores
Yet they remain...dancing...to nature’s own music
For a little while...till the next act comes on
Copyright ©2003 Patricia Eline