Dancing On Water - Poem by Nim Lee
The ghost of my mother dances on the water.
The beat of the drum makes the water shimmer,
the frog croak,
Disturbing the peace of the night,
the peace of my mind.
Rest yourself, let me rest too:
I am only here for a while.
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