Autumn is a busy time
because I must undo
all of nature’s changes
to keep that summer hue.
First I paint our grass deep green
Then glue on all the leaves.
It is a cold and thankless job
while wearing short shirt sleeves.
Last I swap our garden to the
only thing that grows:
tiny little plastic shrubs
I plant in perfect rows.
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