granny, look!
an orange carp
in the osprey's beak
we leave
the paved path...
geese droppings
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a dragonfly
on her finger -
my camera clicks
water striders...
clumps of algae
on her socks
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bread crumbs
she scolds
a bullying gull
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cattail -
I promise
to preserve it
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