Being Watched
Verdant ferns hiding tiny eyes , overgrown vines suffocating lilac bush,
brick pathway a bit disheveled. Shady and provocative corner of my garden.
I sense myself being watched, but see no animals.
verdant ferns
gently fanning hidden guests
tiny mouse appears
Copyright © Caren Krutsinger | Year Posted 2021
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