Sitting Alone - pondering
Sitting alone on a lily pad
Awaiting my next breakfast insect
I ponder my purpose
Two hundred and seventeen mosquitoes
Sixteen horse flies…one spider
And a scolding from a swan
I croak every night
Come back to life at sunrise
Bathe in the cool mud
The old guy’s here again, fishing
I tug on his lure sometimes
Just to give him hope
The shadow of an Osprey
Brings its silence to the pond
A brutal beauty soaring
Sitting alone in his kayak
An old man
Ponders his purpose
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