In the Shade of Trees - anacreontic
Softly, one grey spider weaves
underneath the heart-shaped leaves.
Upside-down, cicadas cling.
All the day they loudly sing.
I stand still beneath them all.
They are little. I am small.
Copyright © Jeanette Swan | Year Posted 2023
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