LEAVES

 

My backyard tree

gets the best of me

fast as I rake

more leaves it leaves

 

An endless battle

I believe

when one is raked

another leaves

 

When one bag is full

to another leads

I can't succeed

too many leaves

 

The tree it seems

makes a fool of me

and with that said

I take my Leave.

 

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d.knape

Sat 7th Mar 2020 13:28

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