Tippy,tippy top,

From my.office,

From my chair,

Electric a must,

Surrounded,

Ensconced(pretty sure spellings off,)

Thingie of Superman in his big ice thingy,

Books to port,

Books at kiel,

Books to stern,

Books in my wake,

When I peer up,

At the tippy,tippy,top,

With Sheldon Cooper and my little eye,

I spy yellow,

Last night second night in row,

Temperature in Quasqueton,Iowa,reached fifty-five,

This morning I removed the fan,

Removed the clear duck tape that held in my fan,

Look toward next year and a real screen on window,

No longer fear of youngest kitten finding hole and leaping out,

So I guess with the closing of the outer storm window I near falls door,

Red leaves cover trees,

Refuse to close inside window until,

Just now those yellow leaves,

Releasing their grip,

Their summers gone,

It saddens me profoundly,

Published by Val's Whitewolf Books

Val's Whitewolf Media Anchor PodCast. I write here on WordPress. I believe that everyone should tell their story and that every book is a learning tool that will help those of us who are writers become better at our craft.I'm learning plus becoming more confident as an empath its important to share and touch with my heart others harmed by others words. I sell books on Pango.

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