Autumn Colors
Autumn Colors
By: Miracle Man
October 13, 2020
As a painters palette are becoming our trees,
leaves wafting to the turf with the faintest breeze.
Leaves accentuated, orange, yellow, red or brown,
The pending removal chore induces me to frown.
I’ll rake and grind many for compost next spring,
growing huge Tomatoes has always been my thing.
Rotted leaves and Epson salts make Tomatoes grow,
But before trees are naked, a killing frost must show.
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