These Nuts Are All Over The Place

Snipping those cackles that crack,
To chatter in 'meows' like a pack of cats...
Sounding too much like a stepping on dried leaves,
On an Autumn stroll through a quiet park.

And there they are...
As if granted a clearing by Mother Nature!
Pecking in a group like a bunch of hens.
Only to silence themselves,
When the appearance of a stranger interrupts...
To repeat to get their attention:
'Good morning, ladies! '

~You do not have to shout, young man.
A simple hello will do.~

God...
As you can see,
Our favorite place to meet...
Has attracted other creatures of your creation.
I'll do my very best...
With patience,
To find another spot!

~And,
No need to stare at us.
We are having A and B conversations.
Continue to C your way through the park.~

God loves us all!
Don't You, Father?

~He talks to trees.
Leave him alone, Esther.
These nuts are all over the place.~

by Lawrence S. Pertillar

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