Foxy Foxtails
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On hot field days they wave to the flowers,
And matching grasshoppers climb their stems,
As pink butterflies visit in the lazy hours,
While their sly namesake doesn't notice them!
Frequently a chorus of crickets can be heard,
As they sway gracefully under Moon and Mars.
When beauty is spoken without a single word,
Like a distant sound of summer night guitars!
Copyright © Evelyn Judy Buehler | Year Posted 2021
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