For Fun Not For Contest

Squirrels with nuts winters snowflakes floating! On the ground, Nights with no lights seen glittering and glowing! On the ground. Trees barren with heavy snow while squirrels still searching, snowplows roaring down the road whooshing the snow away! On the ground. So quiet with a fire of flicking lights sitting inside on a winters night watching deer leaving footprints! On the ground. Spring will arrive flowers blooming and birds singing with new birth and nest building, babies chirping with rain falling! On the ground. Then surfing becomes the summer sport jumping the waves with midnight walks barefoot in the sand leaving footprints! On the ground. Fall is where this poem ends and Constance poem begins with such beauty and style with leaves Fluttering down! On the ground. Go read it it's called: Leaves Fluttering Down