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Sunday, 24 November 2024

The Sun Was Rising

The sun was rising,
As I wake,
Deciding on which path to take,

The chill was present in the air,
Birds were singing without a care,

To gaze upon the naked branches,
Some leaves gently spiralling down,
Forming a carpet upon the ground,

This for the squirrels,
Was a new playground....

 
Squirrel at Stover Park

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