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Dripsofmoonlight — The Fly
Published: 2006-01-24 03:25:05 +0000 UTC; Views: 74; Favourites: 0; Downloads: 0
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There sits a flyCompletely still for a moment
A leg twitches
His wings buzz
And soon he is in motion
Full and live
Tiny though he is
How easily he moves
How envious am I
There hops a frog
Grown from a tadpole
A croak leaps from his throat
A lilypad beneath him
The fly on his tongue
Ready and waterbound
Though no wings to fly
Oh to be young
The rain pours down
The earth is dirt thirsty
I watch it come
The wind picks up
Lightning strikes nearby
The frog revels in it
I smile, resigned
My thoughts grew wings
And decided to fly
How envious am I
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Comments: 1
Hehe... You know how I feel about ryhming.
Nice poem though. Moar animals!
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