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I wrote this short little silly poem in December….

(Of course, this clearly describes only a pleasant winter’s evening. If it was summertime, the absence of a prominent feature of the approach of evening–the mosquitoes–would have been an egregious error.)

A Florida Evening
 
Black and shiny crow,
Sitting on the fence,
Eyes bright and bold,
Looking at me.
 
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Spanish moss barely waving,
In the zepher’s gentle breathing,
Soft sounds of subtle swishing,
This is a Florida evening.
 
 
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