It was a moth
That beat against
The window pane
It was the size
Of a hummingbird
And flew about the same
As I neared
Ever closer
Close enough to see
Was it I that saw
The moth’s reflection
Or to the moth
A reflection of me
PERSPECTIVE… a poem
It was a moth
That beat against
The window pane
It was the size
Of a hummingbird
And flew about the same
As I neared
Ever closer
Close enough to see
Was it I that saw
The moth’s reflection
Or to the moth
A reflection of me
Lovely!❤️
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Thank you, Richa!
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I bet you saw the moth, because I think moths might be a bit too stupid to know what’s going on.
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Ain’t no moth! Buahahaha…
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Reblogged this on The Reluctant Poet.
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Thank you so much!
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