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Marilyn's Garden
Lizard
Primeval plants grow lush in the semi-tropical mush. 

Lizards abound. They creep around 

While butterflies with jet-bead eyes flutter through the cloudless skies. 

Quarreling squirrels race through the trees, birds glide by looking for bees,
 

And lurking about are the CATS, 

longing to pounce on the birds and rats.

CAT

They broil in the sun's golden glare, refreshed by crystal raindrops

and jasmine scented air. 

Then comes twilight's silvered haze, and the sun decends in a ruby blaze. 

On night's black velvet screen, the moon gives off a pearly sheen, 

and stars, like diamonds, gleam.

Dark, steamy and thrumming with sound, the garden prays

for the sun to rebound.
 

Lizard
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By Marilyn Johnson - 1996 Copyright All Rights Reserved

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