The Magic of Leaves

If you haven't notice from all of my posts yet, I am entranced by trees and leaves and the act of falling leaves. I wish I could write a poem that completely fills the reader with all the sense of wonder and beauty I get when I watch leaves fall. For one, it's a magical experience--because if you catch a falling leaf (which is actually really hard to do and you look like an idiot) your wish will come true! But watching falling leaves are not only beautiful because of the myriad of colors that make up one single leaf, but the way they dance and twirl in the air, and defy time to slowly float with no pattern down to the ground. So much can be seen by just looking at at tree.