Whose ferns these are the canyon knows (As does the creek between your toes) The hadrosaurs won’t mind us here But neither would the plesios The dire wolves must think us deer (Prancing around on all fours here) Perhaps they will not think us steak If we behave like short-faced bear Our puma pelts we […]
Dad Commander
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Springtime is
Springtime is a honking goose, Hordes of busy bees, Enshelled chicks breaking loose, Leaflets on the trees Springtime is a bursting cloud, Rivers overrun, Lightning striking, thunder loud, Mist pierced by the sun Springtime is a rainbowed sky, Dew on sprouting grass, Bright-eyed bunnies bolting by, Days that longer last That is Springtime in your […]