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 when dusk dims, I hear an owl
hooting lowly in the distance.
A lone woodpecker's tap-tapping
echoes off an old rotten log.
As I stroll through the Autumn woods,
I'm greeted by natural sounds.
A chattering chipmunk scolds me
in a loud barrage of shrill chirps.
And I can hear a gnarled oak groan
as I stroll through the Autumn woods.
Copyright © Emile Pinet | Year Posted 2021
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