Warm Winter Afternoon
I went back to the meadow today
Its call was unmistakably clear
I saw two yearlings at play,
Then, remarkably, two older deer.
Warming bringing a welcomed respite
As the animals came out to frolic
Before, inevitably, the ground is white
And winter meadow will wax bucolic.
My walk was pleasant; I shall stay,
Reclining there in restive meditation
Near yonder knoll the rest of the day
Devoid of any unnecessary animation.
written December 9, 2021
Copyright © L Milton Hankins | Year Posted 2021
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