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All the Nuts — Poem a Day — 22 November 2020

Every Last Nut

crows smell the peanuts
bag and nuts across the road
they light on the ice
noisily they gather here
to search and eat and gossip

Copyright © 2020-11-25, by Liz Bennefeld.


Writer, poet, photographer, omnivorous reader, and observer of life.

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