The deck was strewn with fallen leaves;
I swept them all away
And cleared the gutters with my broom.
The house looks fine today.
I bought two mini-pumpkin gourds,
As I do every year,
Which perch right near the door to lend
An autumn atmosphere.
Surrounding trees are orange-gold,
The foliage at peak.
As far as Nature’s beauty goes,
I’m on a winning streak.
This season’s always magical;
Though leaves mean extra work,
The colors and the cool crisp air
Provide a double-perk.
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