Chameleon
in the winter
death is a white hare
in the summer
it takes the colour of the forest
this hare is rather fearful
it only sits on its hind legs
and looks around
careful not to be spotted
and as old as it is
no one has ever seen it
more than once
Copyright © Valentin Busuioc | Year Posted 2019
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