The blaze of autumn has turned to brown and winter green
Fallen leaves in heaps reduced to saddened withering compost
Gardeners brooms, rakes and leaf blowers are out in force
Sweeping the crumpling foliage into compostable sacks
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I especially like the last line. The best thing to do is just LEAVE them alone!
A well penned poem. Truly fascinating and wonderful........5 stars *****