Wood fence is concealed--
Pampas is taking over;
Soon victorious.
First, it's sunny out;
Then the world is gray and dull.
The moods follow me.
Even the red ball
Cannot lift my dim spirits.
I just have to wait.
Rooster looks at me
Poses for a picture;
Curious goat watches.
.
Silently they flit:
Birds to the bushes and squirrels--
Feathered and furry.
It's growing darker--
Trampoline is lined with leaves
Under the gray sky.
Children have vanished,
But still the road sign remains;
(Their laughter is gone)
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