Found
I read, I read,
The start of a seed
Begins to need
Water.
I see, I see,
Much larger than me
It soon will be
After.
I talk, I talk,
Beginning to walk
Down the mock
Pattern.
They say, they say,
I’m starting to stray,
Seen what’s not,
Fought what’s been,
Piecing together,
Matters forever,
I hear, I hear,
It’s nothing near
What began to rear
Faster.
I think, I think,
Beginning to drink
Of the fish in the pink
Cover.
I dream, I dream,
Of what is not seen
And what has not been
Discovered.
Copyright © Mary White | Year Posted 2015
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