To Task
Willows arrive on time for the annual meeting
saddened at how swiftly the summer advanced.
Squirrels scurry in a dither between walnuts
and hickories, and ivy who seem embarrassed
by the whole thing. Usually tardy titmouse
flutter in, taking seats in the back with no word
from field mice who missed the Spring meeting
altogether. Bittersweet tinge a deeper shade
of marmalade at the thought of Northern winds,
who are always such sticklers for brevity and
keeping to task. A quorum is quickly reached,
pumpkins pause in remembrance of fallen friends,
and a consensus is reached on each agenda item
before snow offers her moving benediction.
ky li
10.4.15/7:18am
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