God’s Beauty
God’s Beauty
Miracle Man
10/17/2024
Moonbeams across the pond are glistening,
as a bull frog bellows from across the way.
I quietly sit on my minnow bucket listening.
I ponder, but won’t know what he has to say.
I watch the fire fly’s flashing in their codes,
the fish aren’t biting but I don’t really care.
I quietly take in a group of noisily tree toads,
nature has made this night, more than fair.
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