Entry #3, 2nd try to get it right

I
Hate
To Be 
Cold!
The old North wind just started to blow
another year is over and my babies were just starting to grow
 So many hopes for a monster in these gardens were just starting to be
I fought off the woodchucks, deer and rabbits. I thought I was home free!
I tried my best to     find that monster, like I have    done year after
year.
It is way, dark in      the morning and even when      I rush home with
fear.
Sounds of snow         crunching in the darkness,          sounds, I hate to
hear
Winter is coming again early,  I feel it draw near. Who could have known? 
The pumpkin are not all picked yet, they are still not, all the way grown,
I smile thinking of the memories I    had, and all that are yet to be.
In the darkness I stumble around         trying to see what I can see,
when I slip & fall in a fresh pile of manure. Boy it sucks to be me!
With thoughts    of tomorrow's warm gardens    planted firmly
in my pumpkin     shaped head, I brush off     the manure and
head straight                                            for my bed.
Old mother nature this is getting a little old
you came around again early and
you know how I hate to be cold!
Brrr
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