Rhonda Baker


Autumn Days - Poem by Rhonda Baker

Out in the woods on an autumn day
The sky is cloudy with a touch of gray
Cutting wood, for some winter heat
Cord after cord all stacked neat
Camouflage paint and an orange vest
Bow and arrow in a treetop nest
An eight-point buck in your sight
A flock of duck, shot in mid-flight
Raking piles of leaves day after day
Wishing the wind would blow them away

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Poem Submitted: Monday, November 3, 2008

Poem Edited: Thursday, August 5, 2010


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