Hard Work

Leaves fall every autumn
after dying and they
crumple up and blow away
and some people are just
the same but some people
write great records before
they go and instead of brown
mulched detritus we are left
with a snapshot of those leaves
in all of their glory and
we still must rake the yard
but the sitting room will be
beautiful
when we do finally come inside

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