Within the misty shadows
white sun rays catch
bits drifting in mellow glows
above green thatch


Blankets of emerald moss
layer rocks, roots
and in the summer heat’s gloss
dimmer light suits


Lazy, slower flying bugs
not fearing life
for a calmer scene still tugs:
this is Time’s wife


Is found tucked in soft pockets
just use your feet
she has dropped a few lockets
in case you meet


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