Red fox
walks slow
past my
window
What a tail
in sunlight
What shadow
on snow
What wildness
in his eyes
turn to mine
before he goes.
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Barn
What will we do
When the old barn falls?
How will we remember
How it sheltered us all?
What sound will we hear
When the walls lay down?
What will we do
When the old barn’s gone?
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