Mice

While Life Moves On
The world keeps spinning, days unfold,
Yet here I stand, in shadows cold.
The sun still rises, skies still gleam,
But I am trapped within a dream.
The clock hands turn, the seasons shift,
The earth delivers nature's gift.
But time for me feels slow, confined,
A restless loop within my mind.
Laughter echoes, streets alive,
While I just struggle to survive.
Their steps move forward, sure, and bold,
While mine are frozen, worn, and old.
The wind whispers, "Let go, be free,"
But all I hold is memory.
Though life insists on marching through,
My heart stays tethered, bound to you.
Perhaps one day, when skies are clear,
I'll find the strength to meet the year.
Until that time, I’ll simply wait,
A witness to life's hurried gait.
Ann Marie

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Duck

Fox

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THANK YOU FOR YOUR VISIT  AND ANY CRITTERS YOU  SPOTTED                                                             STAY SAFE
             

Poinsettia are in bloom;
which means that pretty soon;
cards will be sent ;
and money will be spent;
trees will be adorned;
shoppers will be forlorned;
their eyes filled with sight;
looking for the gift so right;
see the kids smiling faces;
looking at toys in different places;
parents just wanting to quit;
have a cup of coffee and sit;
Christmas is the reason;
oh yes!, it is the season;
Merry Christmas everyone.♥
Patricia Carrick.

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Robin