Reminiscence

When as a young boy
I’d stroll through a meadow 
Clothed with wandering sheep
Along a slow meandering brook 
To a lake  
Where a silent willow tree stood
And there beneath I sat
In the shade of slender leaves
To ponder a while.
Mayfly hovered and danced
Over the water
Tempting trout
Brooding 
With latent intent.
I’d gently hold a blade of grass
Between my teeth
And raised my knees to
My chest
Straw hat shading the sun
Dreamily glancing across the lake
And watched
As the morning slowly
Drifted into afternoon.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2015

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