by Ethel Mortenson Davis
Because we walked
to the edge of the water,
a loon surprised us
with two young
clinging on her back—
geometric black and white spots
on top of a still,
early morning mirror.
Filed under Ethel Mortenson Davis, poems, Poetry
Tagged as early morning mirror, edge of water, loon surprised us, loons, mirror, nature, two young
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