The clouds decided to wander off in the mountains,
The sun was exuberant to leave before time.
The trees called out to me,
It was time to let everyone have a part of me.
The leaves began to wrestle,
Wanting a bit more of me than the rest.
I frisked them apart,
And bounced down the road,
They turned and twisted,
Chased me down the road,
I hid and I stopped,
Furious they fell on the fast speeding cart.
Though on the ground,
Intoxicated with my dance,
They rocked and rolled,
I bent down and kissed the greens,
They blazed with sheen.
I waltzed past the towering hills,
The man with the cows fell down,
He smiled and gave in to my will.