Now that the trees are bare
it’s easier to see the circus
of squirrels at my door,
to watch the audience of birds
flap their wings and join the show.
Knox himself is not a fan
and tries to chase them out of town.
JDG
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aholdingplace 
Joan, I just noticed your book of poetry and bought a Kindle copy. I’m looking forward to reading it! Bravo for publishing a collection. Moriah
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