The leaves are falling like crazy lately.
Before dark last night I swept and swept,
and swept the leaves out onto the street.
When I woke this morning I was very happy.
It was the street sweeper truck.
Up and down the street he went and all the leaves were gone.
Our lawns were green and tidy.
Secretly I think I like a bit of control and order.
However,
this afternoon
the wind blew and the leaves again fell
like confetti at some demented wedding.
Now it is both blowing and raining.
I'm back to square one.
Mother Nature's the boss around here.
Listen..
I think I hear her laughing out there in the dark
in the wind and rain...
Before dark last night I swept and swept,
and swept the leaves out onto the street.
When I woke this morning I was very happy.
It was the street sweeper truck.
Up and down the street he went and all the leaves were gone.
Our lawns were green and tidy.
Secretly I think I like a bit of control and order.
However,
this afternoon
the wind blew and the leaves again fell
like confetti at some demented wedding.
Now it is both blowing and raining.
I'm back to square one.
Mother Nature's the boss around here.
Listen..
I think I hear her laughing out there in the dark
in the wind and rain...
I have a love-hate relationship with leaves. It's almost magical how they fall and land so gently, how Mother Nature stips her children bare. But I don't like raking the darlings up!
ReplyDeleteOh, you make me smile, Joan. I always say the same thing about Mother Nature and lament that I thought I was the one in charge. ha! I love the leaves falling, though. They have a beauty, albeit a messy one, of their own and remind us that a settling in time is so to begin.
ReplyDeleteOh yes, Mother Nature is in charge. I am learning to let go and let her lead the way a bit more. Lovely post.
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