Three cats in my lawn
Their dark eyes following me
I do not own cats...

Driving down the road
I spot a flattened raccoon
Guess it’s dinner time

Dancing through the stream
My shoes watching from the bank
Sadly, they can’t swim

Pinecone on the path
You are blocking my way, cone
CRUNCH! Problem solved

A tree sways slowly
So superior and tall
An axe would fix that

Waves on the beach
They whisper secrets to me
But I don’t speak wave...