Monday, July 16, 2012

July


To morning cool


the frogs arise


to warm on stones


under sunny skies.





Butterflies flourish


and fly to blooms


till delicate moths


flutter under the moon.





Fireflies, night birds,


stealthy snails


follow their summer’s


mysterious trails





till morning’s mists


chill damp to jewels


and tickle the noses 


of rabbits with dew.











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