Around the tree trunk:
Two squirrels chasing each other;
Never seem to catch.
A flash of bright light;
Shadows emerge on the snow,
Then clouds take over.
Falling constantly,
Sometimes these drops from my eaves
Will take a short break.
Collette's enjoyment
Licking Olivia's butt
Seems to have no bounds.
St. Anthony's back,
Head bowed among the dried plants;
His resurrection.
Trapped in bare branches,
Leaf trembles in the light breeze,
But still stays in jail.
Some random branches
Form a picture or a sign--
A rune on the road.
Leaning on ladders
Two young men patch the barn roof
Keeping out the snow.
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