As the late evening sun falls down for the night, a frenzy of dining alights.
Flashes of white darting round and round; terns catch their supper.
Plunging in and out like a needle drawn and threaded through by a giant hand.
So fast and quick, flitting and then... gone like the light,like a thought.
from the wilds of Bedford
Dayle Dodwell
$200 plus s/h or
e-mail me at dartd@ns.sympatico.ca
