An Ode to Halloween As the leaves fall off the colorful trees, Fluttering to the ground with a slight breeze, They make barely a sound, Like a feather as it hits the ground, Bright colors, yellow, orange, and red, Like the feeling on Thanksgiving after being well fed, The leaves fall in a pile, one by one, And mark the time when summer is done, The leaves bring color to the crisp air, Bringing happiness, which can be rare, Appreciate the beauty of each leaf, As the departure will bring