When Animals Play

YOut in the woods the trees stand tall
where animals both large and small
run and jump beside a waterfall.
They splash and frolic every day
through drip and splatter of the spray.
They spend a lot of time at play.
I think the animals have fun
there in the woods in rain or sun
when they leap high and when they run.

c Copyright, 2013, Freeda Baker Nichols

(This poem is the tercet form)

6 comments on “When Animals Play

  1. Happy to hear the photo reminds you of home. Pleasant memories!

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  2. Awww reminds me of home in connecticut

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  3. It was fun to see the fawn, to take the photo, watch the young deer run into the woods, looking for its mother, I’m sure. Great to hear from you, Rita.

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  4. Rita Dortch says:

    I love this!! I wish I could see it.

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  5. I hope so, too. This fawn was well back from the main road on a practically private side country road leading to houses. A surprise for both of us!

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  6. Saw a small herd of 8-9 romping today in the fog…hope they stay back from the road

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