early morning wrapped in grey mist clouds amber light peeks through smiling at small frog lifting his leaf shelter winking at me through the passing rain whispercroaking “have you seen her my lady, my love, she is so fine she soon will be mine” preparing for his courting opera just as i amble past with my canine companions cavorting through shimmering puddles and, the universe pauses laughing with utter delight...
This a chewy little gummy candy of a poem. You're a natural story teller (or maybe well practiced), plucking little dreams from nature, and singing them out with delight. Much respect for your creative stylings, even short ones like this are just full of life and colour.
This a chewy little gummy candy of a poem. You're a natural story teller (or maybe well practiced), plucking little dreams from nature, and singing them out with delight. Much respect for your creative stylings, even short ones like this are just full of life and colour.