Autumn Dance

Autumn Dance



Tumbling leaves, colored red and gold,
pirouette in the wind controlled
by circumstance and chance.
They are a mystery to behold;
their movements random, unforetold,
in an autumnal dance.

Notes:
An entry for November 30 of "A Poem A Day Contest"  [E]
Prompt 3: Write a Sestet Rime Couee Poem.
The poem has 6 lines. The rhyme scheme is aabaab. The syllable count is 8/8/6/8/8/6.

Before you ask, yes "mystery" has an acceptable pronunciation of "miss-tree" (two syllables) according to Dictionary.com

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Ken