MANY ACORNS

Yesterday
I walked on many acorns ā€“
acorns by the thousands ā€“
a carpet of them!

Irma blew so many
from the live oak trees nearby.

Some of them —
or at least one of them, I think
will germinate into a tree ā€“
one that likely I will never see.

I crunch so many
as I walk along
pondering the propagation
of those trees that give me shade.

Never took a walk like this before
but since Irma played little havoc here
and did not invade the space I live
nor annihilate this lap top
Iā€™m back to simple pleasures
sharing little matters with my friends.

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