Thursday, April 27, 2017

rainbow braids -- colors of butterflies
paper boats giving puddles a chase
he sits there with a twig
like the reflections of skies
in this stream passing by whispers to him -- there's she is
Dragonflies hover around him unshy unafraid
Is that faith -- like the ripples -- pretending to be waves
He doesn't look that way -- but that pebble tells the prince
Be a frog -- commit same mistakes.

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