gathers in reflective ponds
mirroring my gloom.
Fastidiousness
is the only word I need
for that initial line.
Funny little butterfly
wobbles all around, looking quite
suspiciously at my eager cat.
Crazy lady in white walks
up and down Main Street, picking up cans,
wearing a giant smile.
Have a Happy Friday!
Lovely! I especially liked the fastidious one. It made me laugh out loud a little. :o)
ReplyDeleteGreat to find your blog and I look forward to reading more of your poetry!
Cheers!
Jackee