Reflections on a Pond

 

Sun dappled path of earth and leaf

meandering through the wood.

Stately oaks stretch high and wide

to touch the heavens brief.

 

Swinging moss flows to and fro–

sweep the forest floor.

Frozen still in place and mind–

royal buck and timid doe.

 

Lilting song of robins free

and cricket’s violin.

Larkspur sings of loss and love–

magic yet to see.

 

Although less trod upon

than those in decades past.

Memories clear as sparkling glass

or reflections on a pond.

 

Image and poem copyright 2008 Elizabeth Melton Parsons

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