Chameleons calmly disguise.
Hiding can always be a surprise.
Anywhere it can be, but nowhere to be seeked.
Mindlessly changing, so that it'll never be peeked.
Even during the day, no one knows where it may lay.
Leaping away in their own little way.
Every chameleon invisibly walks from color to color.
One other animal like it? I believe there's no other.
Never do they abruptly arise.
Copyright © Destiny Lawson | Year Posted 2017
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