Inside the gardens and through the lanes,
Pouring into and whirling round
All the leaves colored orange, red and brown
Surging through each swaying tree,
Shaking and letting apples fall till they are free.
Gusting conkers until they drop
And open broad and wide with a scratchy pop
The wind is dancing in merriment and fun,
Giggling in the golden autumn sun.
It plummets acorns, leaves, oak nuts and fir cones
Eventually creating a carpet under trees
Published in Daily Times, September 25th 2018.
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