Twilight On a Forest Walk

Twilight on a Forest Walk I slip through the forest at twilight and see Sleepy little creatures peeking at me; Murmuring birds on the branches above, The cooing of the mourning doves. A mama squirrel drops loot in her nest, And the crunch of my feet makes a noise; A noise that disturbs both snake and bug, And a ferrel cat climbs the tree up above. In a puddle, there are squirming things, Left by a cool spring rain. Curling snails and flying insect wings. Then through the branches I see a star, Shadowed by the shape of an owl, I know I must make my way back home, Say goodnight to wild life, fish and fowl.