An orchestra of crickets
Complements the tree frogs band
The symphony of nature speaks
To the notebook in my hand
The ground is wet and cool now
From the rain this afternoon
The wet magnolias glitter
In reflection of the moon
My feet sink into damp red clay
As I remove my shoes
The Carolina morning breaks
As mountains fill my view














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