Autumn stained leaf

A short poem... would appreciate feedback.

The autumn stained leaf drops listfully
To the dark floor below.
It sits alone waiting for the first fall of winter snow.
Forever in a day it speaks no words.
Yet sings a song echoed throughout life,
Carried by the badgers, foxes and birds.

The beautiful rainbow that droops
Across the sun split sky,
Remains untouched, awaiting its final goodbye.
What can it learn as it beats through the twilight.
Forbbiden to return to its roots
it loses, it loses. Gone are its sight.