Homespun poetry that makes people happy.

Changing of the Guard

The rosy rising sun issued the order

A raccoon fishing in a silvery stream

Washed hands and face ambled down a footpath

Toward his den tree and a day of dreams

A yellow moon dipped low behind a hill top,

Frogs finished serenades and closed their eyes,

An owl flew home without a feathery murmur

As dawn light brought the blue to sunny skies.

A squirrel left his next and started grooming,

A robin found a worm and flew away

Toward a nest of hungry, growing fledglings

As roosters crowed to recognize the day.

A herd of cows stood knee-deep in the clover,

A woodchuck yawned and peered out from his den

While other daylight creatures came on duty

Until the night guard took their posts again.

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