Return

Cats know how to curl up, into a ball.
Sometimes their slumber is a sinewy sprawl.
Leaves descending to the earth like a sigh;
A bare tree lifts its limbs towards the sky.
Resilient squirrels cuddle when they’re cold.
Together, they’re inspiring to be bold.
Flowers lose their petals in autumn.
Some will blossom once more and it’s awesome!
Maybe day’s true ending at last arrives;
When I wander the hall of dream archives.

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