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Nov 2018
Greets the squirrel chomping on his acorn
Knowing he sees her but scurries up his tree
Dogs jumping and hoping they get a pat on the head
Perhaps a scratch on the head
The very last butterflies of autumn
Know she stops to watch them and admire their finery floating in the breeze
There is a respect and admiration as she enjoys what others may not take the time out of their day to see
She talk s to animals knowing how precious they are

C@rainbowchaser2018
Written by
Maddy  F/East Coast
(F/East Coast)   
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