All my wooly neighbors live Within the woods around; The otters and the porcupines, Those burrowed in the ground. Assorted rodents, cottontails The bobcats and the fox; The beavers and the ‘coons and bears And squirrels who chatterbox. Through the winter months are scarce, It’s chilly in the snow; They build a home and shelter there Except the buck and doe. Spring has sprung and they’ve returned To live among their kind, Forage in the forest fields, Their lives with mine entwined. A peaceful coexistence born Within this land we share; Respectful of each other’s lane On nature’s thoroughfare.Leave a Comment
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