Degrees of Foresight

An animal happiness
Is a simple one
Of food today
And a subconscious inkling of winter
Gathering and caching
The bounty of fall
But not remembering
The lean scrabbling in frost

Author: redgladiola

Creative writer happily predisposed to flights of fancy. You can find my poetry and short prose at

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