Nap In Eden
A lazy time...a quiet day
...squirrels out to play
Sun and flowers and humming bird
…a paradise of old summertime...
butterflies and bumblebees heard
Heat-tired old black tomcat
lying out on the back door mat
In the shade of the Rose of Sharon
...the little walk way was almost barren
except for where death was making his bed
on a walkway stone...lying there alone
...death caught napping…copperhead!
© Faye Sizemore 1/16/04
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