When you live in a northern city
Fall is oh so fine and pretty
Green leaves turn to red and gold
Auspicious of the coming cold
And when those leaves have lived their last
Free of branch they fly down fast
Abundant foliage on the ground
Must be raked up off your lawn
A chore seems not a lot of fun
And never ever gets quite done
For every time you make a pile
You put down rake and start to smile
If you’ve kids or bouncy hound
Into pile they’re apt to bound
What a mess those urchins make
How leaves fly like gold snowflakes
But it is worth that extra sweat
For there’s no pile of leaves I’ve met
That doesn’t want to be tossed round
Rather than be left on ground
So never fret those fall-time chores
Dress up warm and head outdoors
Work and play can mingle too
‘Cause Nature’s playground waits for you!