Troubled Reflections Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Troubled Reflections



Wind rippling across the lake, creating sparkling beauty
and diamond treasures that can never be held or worn.
Blue skies carrying white cumulus clouds across the water,
trying to see themselves in troubled reflections.
Leaves fluttering in the breeze, adjusting themselves
against the trees they're sitting on.

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