With apologies to G.M. Hopkins.
Oh Glory Be for dappled things.
Mosaic shades
in mountain springs.
Chess-board fields.
Tessalated
tree rings
And chequered grassy lanes.
Applause for freckled water newts.
Red flushes
in round-appled fruits.
Inlaid brownish earth
of tree roots .
And striated barley-grains.
Brindled colts. Marbled bullock's hide.
Piebald ponies.
Wide pattern-lines
On bumble-bees.
A kitten's eyes.
And oily water-stains.
Pied wagtails.
Patchworked butterflies.
Toddler's cheeks.
Harebell's necker-ties.
Furrowed fields.
Speckles on a hen's thighs
And rain-washed window-panes.
Glory Be for freckled things.
Aaah, this is delightful! I'm a country boy with an appreciation for nature, and your delightful poem just "sings" of nature! Nature's camouflage scheme includes many a dappled coat!