Autumn Woods
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As I stroll through the Autumn woods
I hear the cracking crunch of leaves.
And whistling through the bare branches,
a brisk breeze shrieks like a banshee.
A chatty squirrel barks and squeaks
as I stroll through the Autumn woods.
And as dusk dims, I hear an owl
hooting lowly in the distance.
And a woodpecker's tap-tapping
echoes off of a rotten log.
As I stroll through the Autumn woods,
I'm surrounded by subtle sounds.
A chattering chipmunk scolds me
in a loud barrage of shrill chirps.
And I can hear an old oak groan
as I stroll through the Autumn woods.
(Quatern)
10/15/2021
Copyright © Emile Pinet | Year Posted 2021
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