Winter winds softly go
Falling leaves so softly blow
Into the piles they all must go
These fallen leaves
Piles of leaves fallen there
Leaves who lived without a care
And died so trees could slumber here
These fallen leaves
Bursting forth with freshest green
Springtime dew a shimmering sheen
Bright colors red and orange and then
These fallen leaves
And every one as happy as can be
To bring life to their world of tree
Their perfect place in the universe
These fallen leaves
