I have a poncho; with a hood – journey with me
The moon is high and full
Light turning my world to grey scale
The dam calls me to thrill with her delight
As she bathes quietly
Renewing her timeless beauty
Floating on the pontoon I feed my soul
Trees reflect their perfection
Reed frogs call
Cattle low
Wool lined boots and crisp night air
A warm bed waits
Itchy Feet! 