Sultry Florida's evening is buzzing loudly,
Skylight pale and distant,
Live oaks reaching out to the dead
Of leaves and people and dreams.
And I reach upwards,
Stretching to grasp a twig
Of understanding, a leaf of knowledge,
Alive with the buzz of Florida's charm.
Music making insects,
Dream making skies,
Comforting branches hung with
Moss covered Florida blankets.
A living life can be found here.
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