Early 10 Friday Jun 2022 Posted by Bill Bisgood in Haiku, humour, poem, Poetry ≈ 4 Comments Tagsfoxes, fun, Haiku, poem, Poetry beneath my window fox cubs play in the moonlight 3am frolics Share this:Click to share on Facebook (Opens in new window)Click to share on Twitter (Opens in new window)Like this:Like Loading...
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What a blessing to see baby fox. Worth getting up for.
They really are full of life, even at that time of day!
Lucky you! I have a raccoon who comes nightly (for peanut butter sandwiches, but don’t tell anyone!🤫)
If the foxes don’t wake me it’s the insomniac blackbirds, a raccoon would be a surprise 😄