Lilly pads,
Silent creek,
Where herons go
To take a drink.

Slimy frogs,
Angry toads,
All live
In the bog's
Watery groves.

Dragonflies hover,
Cat tail prongs
Flitter
In the air,
And the wind
Blows
Against earth
And the old willow timber.

The fish bob,
The morning rain sobs,
And the fog blankets
In the evening.