The trees are bare
Yet no trace of a season remains
Raked and bagged, it is no more
Except in my little plot of this earth
Where the leaves still swirl
Lifted by the November gales
The energy spend of a summer season
Will remain, food for the life in the soil
It will again
Be the the green of our next growing season
For now I will be out kicking leaves
Until the snows of winter
Blankets the fall and prepares for a coming spring
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beautifully deserving
of a kicking 🙂
Yes, but you can’t have untidiness. It’s just not right. I know it’s how nature intended, but things have to be kept neat.
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Beautiful. The trees love you for leaving a nice warm blanket of leaves at their feet!