It is Aunty-Yam's FFF and Rosy and Sunny's Nature Friday.
A poem by Lee
No matter where I go
Even in the very deep snow
The turkeys leave their mark
I could follow the smell in the dark
I like to follow their trail
Because even though I am frail
I dream of catching one
It would be a lot of fun.
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| Turkey wing print on the snow bank |
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| Turkey tracks in the snow, the drag marks are my back toes |
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| You can see the trails they are making through the yard |
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| Another wing print |
the tracks in the snow are a work of ART. standing ovation for your poem
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ReplyDeleteHailey, this is a wonderfurs poem - and Lady's shots definitely fit into the title of 'art'!!! Hugs and wags, YAM-aunty xxx
We love seeing the turkey tracks and wing prints.
ReplyDeleteThe turkey's wing print is very pretty and I hope you catch yourself a turkey, Hailey!
ReplyDeleteOMDs Lee you are a poet....and I know it.
ReplyDeleteI love that the turkey made a snow angel and OMDs they have big feet.
Hugs to you and your pack
Cecilia
Pawsome poem today Hailey, those turkeys leave some beautiful prints!
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Rosy & Sunny
a beautiful poem with stunning pictures
ReplyDeleteLovely poem. Such a gift, that I seem not have.
ReplyDeleteFurst we are catching up! Phod, Mr Kozmo got stuck in the snow a couple of weeks ago. There is nothing like an embarrassed cat! Lee, we are glad that you are feeling better. We especially understand about toast...we ALL love to drool on Mom when she eats hers...she says she puts extra butter near the crust for the toast monster Jo Jo! And The turkey tracks in the snow and the story are the bestest! We DO have wild turkeys around here, but they avoid the yard of the rambunctious Nutmeg! Keep being awesome guys! Purrs Marvelous Marv, Kozmo, Jo Jo, Nutmeg and Mom Barb
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