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Autumn Limericks

I can't seem to stop writing poetry or reading poetry. I think it is safe to say I love poetry and I love sharing great poetry with others.


Autumn Limericks

When we travel so far to see leaves

to find colors again for our weaves

yet leaves fall on my yard

huge piles catch us off guard

when our shovels require our heaves

Once the yard is all raked by children

yet my yard it is far from ridden

these mountains of orange

where rodents will forage

will my lawn always be hidden?

The children begin to build tunnels

this debris seems multifunctional

a soft place for their jumps

how Fall gets rid of grumps

each leaf crushed in children's hand funnels

They will fall with a crunch into piles

they will crawl between yellow leaf aisles

again with cannonball

until the dinner call

and make fall angels with a big broad smile

Each season comes with its own memory

when the leaves drop to earth cleverly

where we build a kingdom

outdoor play that's wholesome

release of my children's energy.

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