Considering Whirligigs
Considering whirligigs, how they spin,
While I, I sip on my ginger and gin
Awaiting the next miracle my way,
While my hair turns ever so gray
Thinking about small wonders now,
And asking myself, quietly, “How?”
FOURTH PLACE WINNER
written July 6, 2021
for "Bite Size Poem No. 11" Poetry Contest
sponsored by Line Gauthier
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