Gershon Wolf Poet Couplet

Eighty-seven-point-five Percent Serious

   
	When sunlight is nary an hour a day
           and refuses to take the cold away

        When green grasses, brown and withered
           under mounds of snow fairly shiver

        When the cave door is closed to all but the bear
            and mice grow an extra layer of hair

        The wise owl changes not his nocturnal routine 
            fueled by three or four cups of caffeine

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Regina Elliott February 3, 2026 at 12:27 PM Hi Gershon, good write, I remember the night owl years of my strong youth. Now my lights out time is around 9:15, lol! Shalom :)

CayCay Godwin February 1, 2026 at 5:28 AM Salute, another wolf-wonder, may they be ceaseless (as long as your health is good, that is). CayCay Godwin February 2, 2026 at 3:30 PM While I haven't a clue what my memory will do concerning our code, the rest of me is thrilled because it truly sums you up, and I very much appreciate having the wolf-wonder in my life, such as it is. Hey, so far no one else has showed up here so our secret is off to a promising start. Gershon Wolf February 1, 2026 at 9:10 PM A 'wolf-wonder.' I like that. Thanks, CayCayI I think it'll be a little 'secret code.' How's that? ~ WW -- and it brings back memories of the great Winged Warrior as well. He was quite the poet on this site. ~ Gww