Sunday, February 19, 2012

Sunlight on a Pond

It's one of my poems again! Less sad.

As dawn breaks
The tadpoles creep out,
Slowly turning into
Something wondrous.

Dewdrops infect everything—
Flowers and webs,
Grasses as far as
The nearest stream.

Reeds dance in the wind
Just for you! See?
A chorus of twitters and chirps
Melt into sweet harmony.

Oaks, Aspens, and Dogwoods alike
Stand proud, protecting
This magical place—
You, as well, must now be a knight.

For even as the sun fades,
And day turns over to night
You must never forget
The pond’s special light.

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