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Moonlit Garden
What hides amid the darkness,
absent of the sunlight,
In the dimly moonlit garden,
deep into the night.
Yesterday's glimpse of a weasel
hiding in my well,
led me to wonder, a curiosity
I need to quell.
I may set up a night cam,
to snap jumping frogs
and capture the visitations
from prickly hedgehogs.
Hopeful there would be a fox,
two cubs by he...
Wednesday 10th June 2020 2:06 pm
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