Gossamer Shimmers Flickering

Steer the nightly mirror along a kind walk,

distant sound of honking frogs talk.

Gossamer shimmers flickering.

Grumpy baby birds bickering.

For a second, caterpillar and helicopter flying seem to move at the same speed,

but they know better, the shrewd, sage weeds.

The praying mantis,

he hopes for better health, to grant us.

The crickets hum,

and drum,

their eyes are plugged into the stars,

they have high expectations, for setting the bars.

They raise the ballet bars for the swans on the water.

They swim,

and they skim,

to the sound of Josh Groban’s “Starry, Starry Night.”

Inside, a husband holds his wife tight.