Rhythmic Rhapsody
Each night when I go to bed,
As I lay down my weary head,
The serenade of a beautiful love song is playing,
Encouraging me while I am praying,
Casting its spell, aiding my slumber,
A symphony of frogs croaking in number,
Rhythmic rhapsody filling a silent night,
On again, off again until the morning light,
The holding pond behind my home,
Offers wildlife a place to roam,
Canadian geese are often there,
And Mallard ducks, a
quacking pair,
The most unusual? … a group of otter,
Swimming playfully in the water,
Above the surface, a turtle quietly pokes its head,
While I am peacefully in my bed,
A world of delightful creatures, just outside my door,
Who could ask for anything more?
Tammy Harvey
8/7/2024
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