High on a limb, the green Anole sits,
Waiting for a passing meal.
Blowing his orange throat up a bit,
Morphing from lime green to teal.
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The joys of nature watching. Beautifully depicted. We don't have these lizards in northern Illinois, but through your poem I feel I've experienced this observance
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The joys of nature watching. Beautifully depicted. We don't have these lizards in northern Illinois, but through your poem I feel I've experienced this observance