If Autumn Was A Housewife

If Autumn Was A Housewife

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She would wring the dark gray clouds like a mop

Into a bucket called the sea

And swirl them around to make waves and ripples to clean the shore

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She would turn on her vacuum at full speed

Into the maple tree

Turn it in reverse

And spin the leaves into a funnel

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She would freshen the world with apples and pears

Sweetly scented

Wafting Into the breeze

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She would fill her paint pail

With swirls of green and red and orange

Splashing everything she sees then trim it all in gold

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She would dim her lights

Shorten her days

And soothe her soul with a balm made of rain and edged in glistening frost🍁

©Belindabotzong2017

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