Katydid
A katydid stopped at my door.
Wedge of green gossamer
But something more.
I angled to get a closer look.
Intrusive I fear was I.
He quickly me forsook.
Off to call at another door
Winged wisp of wonder
On a neighborly autumn tour.
Copyright © Paul Schneiter | Year Posted 2015
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