NATURE
SOUTHBOUND GEESE FORM AN ARROW HEADING SOUTHBEAVERS WORK TO BLOCK THE RIVER'S MOUTH
HOUND DOGS ARE BARKING A FRIENDLY CALL
ALABASTER WHITE WITH GREY SKIES FALL
PONDS ARE FROZEN, PUT ON THE SKATES
DADS HANDS TO HOLD ONTO IS ALL IT TAKES
YOUR BREATH IT COMES OUT LOOKING LIKE FOG
SITTING THERE MOM WATCHES FROM A WOODEN LOG
CHILLED WINDS MAKE YOU FEEL SO ALIVE
A HAWK IN THE SKY MAKES A DEEP, STEEP DIVE
HOT CHOCOLATE COMING FROM THE HOUSE WE SMELL
MOTHER'S ON THE PORCH NOT NEEDING TO YELL
THE WINTER COMES SO VERY HARD THIS YEAR
THE BLOWING WIND MAKES YOU CRY AND TEAR
OUR FEELINGS OF WONDER AND YULETIDE CHEER
IS INTERRUPTED BY THE SIGHT OF AN OLD MULE DEER
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