i sat to write of subtle things
I sat to write of subtle things
The sun, the gentle warm it brings
To melt the ice on dormant springs
Awakening the bug that stings
Then came thoughts a bit more harsh
Large snapping turtles in the marsh
Bug-eyed pike with teeth so sharp
Chasing dragonflies at dark
A soothing hum that fills the air
Just letting us know that they’re there
Residing between leaf and lair
A season’s worth of life to share
Thus, do the woods kindly enfold
The dreams of lovers young and old
Stories hidden, stories told
Of moonlit kisses ne’er grown cold
Copyright © John Lawless | Year Posted 2025
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