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Tuesday, October 6, 2020

Aspects of Autumn - Haiku

Leaves float in the wind

As rich as an orange rind

Cleansing for one's mind


Pounding down to the ground.

Squirrels spot a lone leaf mound,                              

they scurry near without a sound.

 

They scrape mounds till dawn

And before they yearn and yawn

Oh my, an acorn!

 

They wave their tails in joy.

A fine feast follows oh, oh boy!

thanks to their great ploy.


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