Mom's orders:
"To #police the yard,"
she says,
handing me a too-big rake.

The enemy:
thousands of poly #noses
twirling, swirling,
carpet bombing the lawn.

I march,
a tiny officer
in a world of green and brown,
sweeping up the maple's fallen fruit.

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