The rain stops
The breeze
caresses the puddle
Rippling it to row
the leaf boats
Lyrically arranging them
on the leafless image
The old shadow
is rekindled
in the new reflection
Rejuvenated
A Blind Bird
There's no sky, just stars.
The rain stops
The breeze
caresses the puddle
Rippling it to row
the leaf boats
Lyrically arranging them
on the leafless image
The old shadow
is rekindled
in the new reflection
A Blind Bird 
Beautiful. I love those last two lines.
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Thank you! ❤
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“The breeze
caresses the puddle”
*sigh
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The hopeful sad..thanks for the visit. Appreciate it. =)
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Lovely imagery!!
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Thank you! Your support means a lot! 🙂
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Yes,it’s very full of feeling.. like it.
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Thank you! 🙂
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You make me wish for fall.
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And, it will be here soon. 🙂
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