Better Prepare
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Red and golden leaves clatter to the ground
There’s a crisp clear freshness in the air
Acorns and black walnuts drop all around
Winter is coming! We have to prepare!
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Gray squirrels sprint without a minute to spare
Tan sycamore fluff falls without sound
Migrating birds have stripped fruiting plants bare
How quickly the seasons change does astound
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Winter food buried in earthen mounds
Tree nuts planted in every open square
Wildlife shows us sustenance abounds
Winter is coming! We have to prepare!
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(A Quandrel Poem)