This little ditty came along at this year's Swannanoa Festival. We got an assignment in a song writing class to write a poem/song in the style of Dr. Seuss. This is the result. It's kind of like a riddle song. Enjoy.
 
 

The dancing flows through mists and snows
The shushing sound through autumn goes
And what is it we see and hear
That on the turning of life's gear
Does jig and whirl throughout the year
And makes a sound both far and near?
The answer is quite crystal clear
It's all those wondrous leaves, my dear.