by Ethel Mortenson Davis
into the sky-
I know he’s there
of the glints
in his eyes.
copyright,I Sleep Between the Moons of New Mexico, 2010.
Filed under Ethel Mortenson Davis, Poetry
Tagged as black bear, eyes, glints, laughing, nature, Night, poems
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