written by: Janette Marie
The flickering of light
between dancing leaves
drained out by the chatter
of inhabitants of my yard
End of a cycle
repeating every day
from dawn until dusk
its work must be done
Like us it has morning
stretching out until noon
growing and being
as baby in Mother's arms
As evening drifts in
all calms to a crawl
contemplating the dark
and the magic it brings
Fireflies and June bugs
buzzing right by
the moonlight the stardust
giving way to the night
Illuminating the mystery
and magic of night
imagination set free
to dream and to be.
