It’s Happening Again

By Dee Rusin, Kenai

It’s happening again

It does it every year

The change is in the air

That is very clear

Silly squirrels scrambling

Scattering everywhere

Secretly storing things

That later they will share

If they remember where

Caribou run in circles

Crying as they go

Chased by eager hunters

Before the very first snow

Flying South our feathered friends

Form a perfect vee

Flocking together as a group

As far as the eye can see

Brother bear brushes through bushes

On a berry hunt

Filling his tummy

Before his winter stunt

Of sleeping many days to come

In the winter months

Mother moose munches

All winter long

Meandering here and there

Her winter change us minimal

Hardly having a care

Colorful leaves start to fall

While evergreens still stand tall

Fall’s in the air that’s very clear

Does that mean that winter’s near

Oh dear