God hides this beetle on tree bark.He hides me in the cleft of the Rock. I am safe with Him.

A grandson's hands and heartGather meWildflowers From a country ditchLiving jewelsMore precious than Gold!

In JulyThis speckled BeautyWill be plucked from its stemAnd stuffed into a little girl's pocket To have its sweet/sour juice Sucked and sippedWhile savoring A good storybook.