Just prior to moving, I was feeling very nostalgic about leaving our nearly private lagoon where we saw many types of herons (some sources include egrets as a type of heron) on a daily basis as well as osprey, bottlenose dolphins, and different varieties of rays. One of my favorites was Egor (Igor), The Great Egret, who sat on our deck railing frequently.
I feel truly blessed to have lived in such a setting for nine years, but look forward to adventures in our new bayou ecosystem as well. I'm sure we will be making new "wild" friends and have already seen a saw whet owl and an opossum. We also hear the plaintive cry of Chuck-Will's-Widow nightly.
This poem is a sort of haiku without a strict syllable count.
waits on our railing--
eager for a sardine treat
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