Words
words to paint the pictures seen
in Mother Nature's larder
are hidden and so hard to glean
to make one try yet harder
deceptively with sudden ease
they slip and slide in view
a mirror to frustrated tease
as Mother reaches and displays
the tasty morsals I can't find
she swears I'm blind
in her refridgerator
And Naturally like sunset's song
is seen but never heard
I hold my tongue and go along
and never say a word
Till later
Copyright © Donald Meikle | Year Posted 2006
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