Blue sky and gray clouds;
Queen Anne's lace and goldenrod;
A flutter of birds.
Sparkling spider nets
Hold water drops in the field.
But where are the bugs?
Dog wrestles a cloth
In the small cottage window.
No sound of his growls.
Sunshine in the woods
Makes mottled patterns of light.
Now the sky is blue.
Pine trees seem fuzzy;
Sun filters through the needles
And makes a green haze.
Blue chicory plants
Spring up by the road side
Waiting for a ride.
Sparkling tree glistens
Shadows quiver in the breeze.
Ant crosses the road.
Spider web hammock
Stretches between blades of grass
Waiting patiently.
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