"Autumn Wind Dancer" by Michal Erin SchererBerry

She dances gracefully

Through the Forest

Dancing to the music

Of the Nightingales

The other Wind Dancers taunt her

And push her

Laugh at her

And think they're better than her

But she still dances

Undulating

But woe is her

For she knows no one

But the others who hate her

And the leaves she is made of who cannot talk

Yet she still dances

Gracefully, undulating

For this is why she exists

Not to be happy

But to dance for the Trees

As the September breeze

Blows her leafy hair

A tear touches her from far

Away

From beyond the Autumn Forest

Past the other Wind Dancers

In a far away pumpkin patch

From the eye of a lonely Scarecrow

Who had no friends

The tear sang in sadness

It reminded her of her own sadness

She knew she must find the Scarecrow

Eventually she found the pumpkin patch

Where in the middle stood a lonely Scarecrow

Who wanted to see her dance

He was tattered, but still handsome

He button eyes gleaming in the sun

His long straw hair blowing in the faint breeze

He had a beautiful smile

As she danced around him

Her heart filled with happiness

Her leaves shined like rays from the sun

She felt beautiful

In the land where Dreams are made

Far from this world

Beyond the Autumn Forest

There lies a pumpkin patch

In the middle there is an Autumn Wind Dancer

Who dances to the tune of the Nightingales

She dances around her friend

The Scarecrow

Whose shadow is barely visible in the sunset

As the cool September breeze

Blows.