A Leaf

The wind started and the leaf danced,  Winded around the corner and pranced,  Slowed and stopped started and dropped,  Hit the grass without a sound,  Quiet quiet he spinned round and round.  Up a path he suddenly went,  Found his way following some strange scent. Strayed from his course a bit,  Back into the grass for a quick sit.  But off off again he took,  Back on his path no time to stop and look.  The wind picked up strong and suddenly relented- He'd reached another leaf and finally been contented.