Startld hare

Till now the rolling seasons through

Scard Solitude now bids adieu

& from the thicket dark & deep

The fluttering pheasant scared from sleep

While nearly trampld on her lair

Bobbing jerks the startld hare

& the squirrels agilty 

Sputters up the timber tree

There in safty on the grain

Wipes his face & peeps again

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Image by my friend #CarryAkroyd