around my home
there are squirrels
in the old trees . . .
the wild wind blows
squirrels scamper
wee ones grow-up
in the old trees . . .
fall leaves drifting
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September 1, 2019
Poetry/Quadku/Squirrels
Copyright Protected, ID 09-1177-481-01
All Rights Reserved, 2019, Constance La France
Written for the Standard contest, Charlie-Quadku
sponsor, Charles Messina, Judged 09/2019
Third Place...
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