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Hibernation

Hibernation

				The year was coming to an end,
				The animals knew well
				That it was time to hibernate
				In cave or wood or dell.

				A large supply of food was sought,
				A store for wintry days
				Of nuts and berries gathered,
				Then hid from common gaze.

				Bears and squirrels, others too,
				All settled down to sleep
				Wrapped in fallen leaves and moss,
				Their hiding place to keep.

				Perhaps midwinter they will snack
				On goodies from their store,
				And then they'll sleep away the hours
				Till Spring returns once more.

				Then waking up, they'll scratch and stretch
				And with many mighty yawns,
				They'll rouse themselves for days of fun
				As the bright, new Springtime dawns.

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Maureen McGreavy Pigeon Tart Date: 2/8/2017 12:53:00 PM A perfect classic poem! Reminiscent of the poetry I fell in love with as a child, helping make me who I am. 7 for you! Login to Reply Elisabeth Sheaffer Date: 2/9/2017 10:47:00 AM Thank you, Maureen. I, too, remember the poems and stories of childhood. They are still a big influence.