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From out of the country,
the new year did bring,
a new direction,
and a brand-new Spring.

Long will I remember,
when involving the past,
how days of Summer,
would never last.

Then into Autumn,
Summer to fall,
of multi-color leaves,
the most colorful of all.

Winter is beautiful,
especially with snow,
a Holiday season,
with presents and mistletoe.

This male Coyote,
I'll call him Fred,
sat in his den,
behind an old shed.

Coyotes are hungry,
almost all of the time.
Fred was no exception,
always ready to dine.

He would scavenge,
from garbage or cat food.
No matter what he found,
it was always quite good.

He would see pets,
as they passed by.
Might be a risk,
so, he didn't try.

He liked his new home,
so close to town.
He would explore
and wouldn't slow down.

A small Wren,
a small branch,
looking for food,
looking for a chance.

A precursor to Spring,
is my ernst prayer,
for I tire of rain,
wanting weather more fair.

Mist to rain,
as I drive alone.
Overcast clouds,
set a dreary tone.

Crawling from the ground,
at night.
Staying there until dawns
early light.

Night crawlers, what
they are,
feeding at night, under moon
and star.

No wind this morning,
it's cool outside the door,
perhaps it won't rain.
We don't need any more.

An occasional event,
during a mind on the run.
Running to daylight,
before the night is done.

Wind in the Willows,
shaking limbs of trees,
a freshet burst of wind,
a very strong breeze.

Soon Spring will come.
A time to sip the wine,
enjoying Nature's beauty,
the beautiful Columbine.

A withered rose,
it's life now spent,
after struggling,
when grown in cement.

Look at me.
How pretty I was.
Now here I am,
once pretty, now dust.

A Rose,
solo flower.
sprang forth
from a
crack, in
the pavement.
A lovely break,
or Nature's way
of mystery.

I wrote this 6 years ago, a different time, a different style

Outward the wind,
in a matrix throw.
Returning to you,
in a bigger blow.