Text Box: Green lizard sunning himself on the deck, slowly weathering to gray   In the cool green shade a raccoon comes to the pool, drinks from tiny hands   A single feather glows white against the green grass. Where have the ducks gone? Autumn wind-stript trees reveal the unseen cities of birds and squirrels   How similar! Veins of a disintegrating leaf, a fish’s spine!   Dog barking. Frantic. What masked prowler comes tonight? Ah! A baby raccoon! Text Box: Small Quiet Creatures Text Box: In the cool green shade a raccoon comes to the pool, drinks from tiny hands Text Box: How similar! Veins of a disintegrating leaf, a fish’s spine!

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