Be Still
Be still the ground below
Wafting from high the leaves
Detached and fall cover before snow
Naked trees gray now barren
Birds still sing as the sun rises
Later now and there’s a chilly air
Squirrels hidden nuts abound in pots
Once gardens flourished now all bare
The old dogs’ gait a bit slower
But I feel that mine is as well
Chipmunks run along the fence
He barks but chippy is fast as hell
Be still I tell him chippy will come back
He looks at me lies down calm
I lie beside him the sky grows black
Fresh fall air dampness in the realm.
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