Darkness of eve disguised our bodies
As we scatter to our hideout

Quickly we dashed
Behind a neighbor’s yard
When we thought the coast was clear

Muddy animal prints etched into the ground
Mossy logs around like pieces of shrapnel

It was a short patch of woods

Tire swings hung from trees
Small puddles of water

This was the passage way

Hay like ground on the other side
Long canals of water created rows of ground

The view of the ocean
The sunset was a painted watercolor picture
Cat tails in the mossy part

We were the only ones there

Trees created walls
But the openness was abundant

Alligators were the only animals in sight
Guarding the canals like dogs

There were few hills but we savored every last one
Views of the water swallowed us whole

Smells of wildlife enveloped us

We all loved this place.

They called the opening.