When squirrels cross the road
with cars in a traffic mode,
they’re hunting for nuts & acorns
within near trees where were born,
and stack 'em in the earthy Grote.
The weather swing forebode,
all hurdles in rush overrode
in front of your car occurred….
when squirrels cross the road.
The beauty of nature – bestowed,
we’re taking for granted, no words…
it’s hopelessly late, when we mourn...
so drivers know and are warned,
when squirrels cross the road.
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Submitted for d'Verse: Form for All: rondeau
