Burning Light
Burning light
In night;
Calls moths
To cloths.
Moon glows
Moth woes;
Bugs alight
With delight.
Bugs fly
Light shine;
In dark
Pine park.
Creek rolls
Water flows;
Dragonflies
Wing by.
Night life
No strife;
Bugs grow
Tenfold.
Daylight
No flight;
Right bugs
Grass rug.
Daylight
Colors fly;
Palette
Colors bright.
Nature
Has cure;
Boredom
For some.
Others love
The bugs;
For them
It’s enough.
Copyright © M. L. Kiser | Year Posted 2019
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