Little bat

Little bat,

As you flit on by

With smoky pink 

In a sunset sky.

Water’s caress

Seems to stop 

in time.

Waves move slow

Though I still

Hear their rhyme.

Flit, glitch, twitch,

Is it a sign?

Gentle wings shadowing,

Winding a line.

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