Fall's March

Once a year autumn throws a parade leaves like confetti fall to the ground floating to the tune of nature where a procession of floats awe so earthly and golden the color as the leaves take that one last dance that one last march so meaningful and purposeful and ceremoniously like salmon swimming up stream spawning and then dying when the parade sadly concludes the landed leaves, too, take a final bow 10/20/22 Painting Prompted Contest Sponsored by Lisa YY Painting #2 in 70 words.