the sherpa and the firefly giggle and wander by
blues skies moon-pies and railroad ties
the fox on the trail shivers his tail
leaves his socks on the rocks
and wrinkles his nose at the smell of his toes
the squirrels hurl pearls
as the silver girls whirl and twirl
free as they please, the trees rattle their knees
the train whistles through the thistles like a missile
as the grass laughs a crass laugh
and bends in a windy spin with its friends