Rain in a Bucket
A yellow moon is in the lily pond.
Rain gleams within a bucket.
The whole wide-open night,
like a black cat,
is curled around a wooden bucket.
Yellow moon, yellow eyes,
cat curling
all gone.
Rain forgets to fall.
Lily pad sings on alone.
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