Foliage is past its peak and trees are shedding leaves;
Landing on the dying grass, collecting on the eaves,
Drifting on the driveway, and they're covering the deck.
Once I thought them pretty... Now? A big pain in the neck.
Oak trees haven't shed their leaves, although they're turning brown.
Not until Thanksgiving will the last one flutter down.
This year I've decided I will give myself a break;
I will wait 'til that one falls before I start to rake.