Treasure Island

Ronald Chapman


Mirrors Mirrors in a rippling motion.

The sun shinning,

Rings of ripples when anything's away.
Silent sunset,
Frogs croaking, ribbit 'til the red dawn of day.

Anything reflecting natures way is great!

Flowers, birds, cooling breeze, ducklings quacking, blue, Lilies,
Fish swimming all day behind the mirror.
While waiting for crisp cold days of winter.
When ripples give way to children's laughter skating
On my dulled mirror.

Beautiful pond.

Submitted: Thursday, July 24, 2014
Edited: Thursday, July 24, 2014

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