Brown Fur Tail wags Paws touch Wet grass Nose smell

In the cold embrace of winter’s gr… When mornings arrive with an icy t… I find it hard to leave my bed, With dreams of warmth still in my… The world outside is gray and stil…

In life’s grand theater, where spo… Not for perfection’s stage, but fo… Dancers of trials, leaping over ba… Triumphs etched in scars, where re… To the brave souls who weathered y…

In the high forests where the bamb… Lives a red panda named Rosey, wi… She’s the first panda, a title she… Named long before her giant cousin… Rosey munches bamboo, her favorite…

In a home where love’s light lists… “Honey do’s” are sweetened twists. Tasks penned with a loving kiss, Moments in life we shant dismiss. She writes with a smile, her scrip…

Behind the mask, a secret lies, A world unseen by prying eyes. A smile painted, a laugh well feig… And beneath it all, true feelings… A mask of joy, a mask of peace,

The oak and hickory look down and… “Look at that beech climbing it’s… What’s wrong with that tree? We are superior, we are supreme! Our wood is highly sought after,

In the quiet hours of twilight, When shadows lengthen and memories… I find solace in the lines etched… Each wrinkle a testament to a life… The laughter lines around my eyes,

As I stand before you today, I’m reminded of the countless sunrises and sunsets that have marked my journey through life. At 68, I’ve seen the world change in ways I could never have im...

Quail whistles Bob White, As crickets strum their leggy tune… A moth flits, drawn to the porch l… Its delicate wings brushing agains… Above the moonless sky,

In the forest’s gentle hush, Underneath the twilight’s blush, Lived a porcupine so brash, With a heart turned to ash. Prickly spines of solitude,

A century’s bloom, a life well-spe… A mother’s love, heaven-sent. One hundred and two years of grace… A journey through time, a cherishe… Her steps may falter, but not her…

In the quiet corner of a weathered… An old man sits, his spirit a sile… His bones, like ancient oak, bear… A lifetime etched in wrinkles, a t… I. Independence

In Australia, where rivers ebb an… Lives a curious creature, by the n… With a bill like a duck, and a tai… He’d swim through the water, a tru… Plato the Platypus, wise and prof…

In the depths of the ocean, where… Lives Crusty the crab, a rather q… With claws like castanets, he clic… Strutting across the seabed, on hi… He’s a maestro of the sands, a con…