Wait … did you hear that whooshing sound? Oh, yeah, that was just autumn leaving Ohio. I have no idea what the hurry was, but the glorious fall season is gone.
Nothing left but memories and photos. And a thick blanket of leaves under yesterday’s snowfall. And under those leaves?
Well hidden land mines of the doggie kind.
In remembrance of this all too short season, I wrote y’all a Haiku.
Snow on the pumpkin
I’ts not even Thanksgiving
[bleeep] where are my boots?
Huh, says Euka. Nice one, Food Lady. You’re a poet and didn’t know it. Yeah, you might want to hang onto your day job for awhile.
Go. Do. Be Dog. 
Everyone can be poet. You guys got lots of snow. We only had about an inch, still Golden Enjoyed it. Happy BlogPaws WW. Lots of Golden Woofs, Sugar
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I loved the Haiku. Thought it was funny. I might have to write a few Haiku's now…
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REAL SNOW? Lucky one. Please share more Haikus.
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