In the bounty of fall,

a massive bin of multicoloured gourds

spills out like a cornucopia

bursting with the plentiful spirit

of Mother Nature herself.

Each gourd a unique masterpiece

crafted by the hand of the earth

in hues of oranges, yellows, and greens

with warts, bumps, and curves

that tell tales of the seasons gone by.

The gourds dance and sway

in the crisp autumn breeze

as if whispering secrets

of the harvest moon and falling leaves.

And I stand in awe

of the abundance and beauty

that Mother Nature provides

a feast for the senses

and a reminder

of the magic of the world.


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