Pawtuckaway Paddle
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Is there anything better than sunset
Viewed from a kayak on a quiet lake?
Not sure how much more lucky one gets
Being able to take this nature break.
Sunlight for exploring, there’s a ton yet
But people head in for their burgers and steak
Perhaps to care for a homebound fun pet
Leaving only me, the herons and drake.
Silhouettes and ripples and reflections
Take shape as the sun slowly yields to night
Bugs, frogs, and bird songs rise in perfection
And bat acrobatics start to delight.
It’s here I feel a natural connection
Made possible by the pending twilight.
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(A Sicilian Sonnet)
A Picture and a Poem 