Autumnal time dance

Leaf Dance

Miranda watched a maple key twirl down, shimmering against the bruise-coloured sky. A handful of yellow leaves danced out of a tree and frolicked ahead of her on the path. She twirled in delight. A great gust of wind brought leaves raining down with an angry rattle. Miranda ran back to take her father’s hand.



A. Partridge.

  • Diana Feltner

    Autumn is such a wondrous time to a child. Sweet story, it warmed my heart.

  • a. partridge

    Thank you for your kind comment, Diana. It is a shame that we lose the sense of wonder as we get older.

  • Alan Barker

    What an image…’the bruise-coloured sky’. I shall observe the sky above me a little more closely in future. Thank you.

    • a. partridge

      Thank you for taking the time to comment, Alan. Sometimes the sky looks like an angry bruise.