Arrias and His Muse: Green is the Grass
So green is the grass, in a hundred shades,
Green too are the trees,
The morning sun plays gently on the leaves,
And some turn golden by degrees.
A woodpecker begins his daily labors,
Hammering rat-a-tat, rat-a-tat,
And the squirrels descend warily from nests,
As if poised for combat.
The songbirds begin their daily choral,
Would they sing all night if they could?
A lone cicada joins as if on cue,
’Tis morning in the wood.
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Rabbits
The family of rabbits who live under the barn
From my windows I watch them run,
And there are still more under the deck
I wonder if they’re having fun…
But there are many more than last year,
I guess they’re doing what rabbits do!
So some of them are having fun,
Doing that old rabbit voodoo!
