Raking leaves…

My yard is clean,

It took me an hour,

But now when I look behind me,

All I can do is glower…

For just as I remove them,

The leaves do return,

Better I would be to leave them and later burn,

The wind today I do hate, yes, just today I do spurn…

The weather is beautiful, a great day for the beach,

But with no money or gas I can’t go,

Must rake up leaves from the beech,

So here I do sit, watching the leaves fall,

My yard a mess again, better to construct a wall,

To keep the neighbors leaves in his yard,

They are from his trees afterall…

        © ed ~ 10/31/04