Acorns

Snap crack the hard
Pebbled acorns ricochet
As if thrown by invisible 
Hands of nature’s forces 
Some fall straight 
Others propel with 
Unjust uncertainty and
Deliverance passerby 
Pegged and peppered 
Squirrels intent on 
Getting their winter
Food source fulfilled 
Scurry around burying 
The acorns in 
Potted plants, piles of
Leaves or any such
Hiding spot 
I often wander how
They remember where
Each and every 
Hidey hole is?
Such is wildlife 
Trials and tribulations

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Tom Woody

Date: 9/17/2024 5:05:00 PM

My wife is Korean, they eat them and make them into jelly. I can't quite get the courage to try it

Kelli White
Date: 9/18/2024 5:38:00 PM

Thank you so much Tom I hear they are bitter, Kelli