Posted by: monaloner | May 28, 2013

A Puddle

Puddle

I spied a puddle;

   it waited,

   and nearing,

I caught its picture-

 

Finding that within,

   the rain world

   and my face

Were its prisoners,

 

And all I could do:

   walk away,

   steal away

No one’s possession.

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