Berg Pond Reflections

The summer rains

Have swelled her dry banks

As waders come and go

Leaving deposits behind

Relieving her of a few fish

And she is calmer now

As I pause briefly from a 

Round of golf to gaze 

Beneath the shade of a palm frond

Down onto her healing surface

Where I behold the luminous nimbuses

Dotting the azure blue sky and

Devoted verdant sentinels

Erect along the shore

As if listening for Bob

Waiting for him to high walk

Then belly crawl 

Between the trees, 

And finally, bask in the sun.

But he is gone now, 

Along with little Bob, 

His protégé.

C. S De Dona. 09-24-22

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