Just ‘round the corner,
A
carpet of gold,
From
the branches of ginkgos,
Was
there to behold.
The
lovely-shaped leaves
Also
covered some cars,
So
you couldn’t tell Hondas
From
sleek Jag-u-ars.
I
waded through piles,
Their
yellow so bright
That
all who walked by
Got
a dose of delight.
In
a matter of days,
Nature’s
vacuum will sweep
All
that carpet away,
Likely
while we’re asleep.
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