Out behind our yard (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Out behind our yard in the far right corner just to the right beyond the boundary, the fences a disturbed ...
Out behind our yard in the far right corner just to the right beyond the boundary, the fences a disturbed ...
The creatures of the air are the creatures of creation Birds, bats, flying squirrel, flying fish, cardinals, crow, pelican, penguin, ...
If it wasn't for the dent he would be making in their budget his antics would be all the more ...
I'm so glad the girls don't speak squirrel because he must have been swearing a blue streak at the black ...
Scampering on the bar the rail at the top of the chain-link fence how agile seemed the runner the beam ...
Dunes of white greet my gaze from my office window snow drifted in the lee of the third story, the ...
Was that a knock I heard on my door? Am I imagining it; was it there? Moving from kitchen to ...
Pining for peanuts praying for the nuts begging for them a gray squirrel by our porch pitch a peanut, watch ...
Out back, behind the yard in the brush and scrub at the edge a world unfolds for those willing to ...
A full moon shines over the morning frost; the lanes are full of late-fallen leaves; walking across the mulch is ...
The mountain and the squirrel Had a quarrel, And the former called the latter, "little prig": Bun replied, You are ...
The most important thing we've learned, So far as children are concerned, Is never, NEVER, NEVER let Them near your ...
The most important thing we've learned, So far as children are concerned, Is never, NEVER, NEVER let Them near your ...
What shall I do when the Summer troubles -- What, when the Rose is ripe -- What when the Eggs ...
Twice had Summer her fair Verdure Proffered to the Plain -- Twice a Winter's silver Fracture On the Rivers been ...
The Night was wide, and furnished scant With but a single Star -- That often as a Cloud it met ...
Light is sufficient to itself -- If Others want to see It can be had on Window Panes Some Hours ...
Four Trees -- upon a solitary Acre -- Without Design Or Order, or Apparent Action -- Maintain -- The Sun ...
By my Window have I for Scenery Just a Sea -- with a Stem -- If the Bird and the ...
Besides the Autumn poets sing A few prosaic days A little this side of the snow And that side of ...
A Saucer holds a Cup In sordid human Life But in a Squirrel's estimate A Saucer hold a Loaf. A ...
"Nature" is what we see -- The Hill -- the Afternoon -- Squirrel -- Eclipse -- the Bumble bee -- ...
Nature -- the Gentlest Mother is, Impatient of no Child -- The feeblest -- or the waywardest -- Her Admonition ...
PART I On Susquehanna's side, fair Wyoming! Although the wild-flower on thy ruin'd wall, And roofless homes, a sad remembrance ...
1) Sleeping birds, lead me, soft birds, be me inside this black room, back of the white moon. In the ...
The thing comes of itself (Look up to see the cat & the squirrel, the one torn, a red thing, ...
Now as an angler melancholy standing Upon a green bank yielding room for landing, A wriggling yellow worm thrust on ...
The melancholy days are come, the saddest of the year, Of wailing winds, and naked woods, and meadows brown and ...
Stranger, if thou hast learned a truth which needs No school of long experience, that the world Is full of ...
The day had been a day of wind and storm;-- The wind was laid, the storm was overpast,-- And stooping ...
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