MIGRATION

The Garden Gnomes are writing Fall Acrostics today

MIGRATION

Maybe someday
I will understand the mystery of the
Great migration – when
Raptors and geese
And swallows heed some ancient
Tocsin to leave behind the Northern autumn
In search of warmer rays in the South
One day maybe I will follow them
Never to return

Short Apology

it was a short retort
you know –
the kind that sounds
like a snort
but it’s not
more like a blurt
not intended to hurt
your feelings
but it did

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