Puddles
yes . .
i like to linger in words
and the way
they caress the sky
in poetic array
but,
there are days when peace finds me,
and i get lost in the simple things
that most take for granted
like,
a pinwheel smile
that somehow tickles the lonely,
one spotlight dance
forever cheering the soul,
even the precious joy of
Puddles . .
a place where laughter
continues to splash
and where my heart,
will always remain
___________________
thoughts from the heart
~ just a little scribble ~
Copyright © Brandy Nicole | Year Posted 2019
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