Shingle Creek: Headwaters of the Everglades By: Jana Hart

I am where the waters gather

slowly winding through cypress tree shadows.

 

Their roots stain me dark amber

 like a fine sweet tea.

 

Their sacrifice for roof shingles

long ago named me.

 

Today, I’m an urban oasis

for man and animal alike.

 

 I shelter a menagerie

deer, turtles and birds of every feather.

 

 New trails for cyclists and runners

line my aster covered banks.

 

All are welcome

to share my shade and cool waters.

 

I am ancient but fragile

protect me and I will be your palisade.

 

Bio:
Jana Hart has called Orlando home since 1997.  Recently retired, she loves spending time with her family and friends. Her hobbies include photography, road cycling and writing. She’s an avid supporter of Orlando City Soccer Club and all things Disney.