The Holland bulbs are on their way they say.
Soon, before first frost, I shall lift the plants
which bloom late to make space below
for tulip bulbs to settle in and grow.
In early spring tulips’ color may appear
unless squirrels discover my perfidy
in hiding the bulbs from their discovery
and move them as their own yard decor.
The squirrels and I often play such games.
Neither of us keeping score.
Abundant life means we both partake
of the joys of sharing garden space.
Squirrels, rabbits skunks and chipmunks
galore dance along to the garden’s birdsong
as I sit and read beneath a shade tree
until Autumn leaves fall and frost covers my seat,
and threatens my icy feet to slide under me.
First snows are already on my mind these cold mornings.
The geese fattening by the ponds give fair warning
that Fall’s falling temperatures foretell
Winter will soon arrive to spell my days outside.
I shall retreat inside to read by the fireside
awaiting the days those tulips arise.
annarino writes 