October Sun

IMG_0059.JPGOctober sun shines through the pines

Makes one giddy, soon there’ll be eggnog

Yellow, red, gold leaves are mine

Looking at my woods, I’m all agog


Most magical time of the year

Hawks circling on currents up high

No need to flap their wings in fear

They soar with ease, winter is nigh


My woods are amazing and still

Wind stirs the leaves and I can see

Tiny creatures are getting their fill

Acorns, nuts, it’s apparent to me


They’re shuffling off to beds made of straw

Moss, string, sticks, feathers and such

The comforts of home, I’m in awe

They don’t ask for very much




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