The Shape of Conformity
Ice is water that held the container tight
and found the shape of its containment just right.
Water has no shape when not confined,
No dish, no jar, or holding wall to design.
Vapor is water without many friends
Up from the heat and containment it assends.
Copyright © Miranda Hawley | Year Posted 2023
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