Constance La France Poet Personification

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Acorns Are My Life

I make my home in an old, gnarled oak tree,
well, that is where I was born and I never left;
it is a woodpecker hole- mother made the nest,
I had seven siblings but they are all gone;
and mother left too . . .  I am not sure why.

I spend my daylight hours collecting acorns,
they are plentiful under my oak tree;
sometimes, I bury them which is very silly,
because I never remember where they are;
but most of them I bring into my nest.

Somehow, I seem to know that I need to,
for the winter is coming and it will be cold;
there will be snow covering the ground,
and no food to be found-  except in my nest;
so, I collect acorns all summer and fall.

The days and nights are freezing cold,
but, I am warm and cozy in my nest of acorns;
happily I eat and peak out for a view sometimes,
then, I curl up for a long, long, long snooze;
and so it goes . . .  all the winter long.

One day I reach for my acorn pile,
and to my alarm there is only one acorn left;
THE LAST ACORN . . . oh gosh what now,
I stick my head outside and feel the sun;
it is Spring and I rush down my tree. 

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April 26, 2020


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Kim Rodrigues April 27, 2020 at 7:51 AM A cute scurry for Spring! Constance La France April 27, 2020 at 10:03 AM Kim, thanks for visiting, we have a lot of squirrels in my area, they can be pests but I find them so cute _Constance

Connie Marcum Wong April 27, 2020 at 12:00 AM I love to watch the antics of squirrels. We don't have them here in Hawaii. This is a really sweet entry for the contest Constance. I hope to see this in the winner's circle. Blessings xxoo Constance La France April 27, 2020 at 10:04 AM Connie, thanks for visiting, oh we have plenty, they can be quite funny as you say, I hope John likes my poem too _Constance