Apr 2020
I’ve seen
tiny green tree frogs
chasing bright blue beetles
over golden mountains
where watercress
green as emeralds
grew in dark blue pools
and Bob White
called at sunset
or was it all a
dream
tiny green tree frogs
chasing bright blue beetles
over golden mountains
where watercress
green as emeralds
grew in dark blue pools
and Bob White
called at sunset
or was it all a
dream
(73/M/Catonsville, Maryland)
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