Eventuality Poem by Sumita Jetley

Eventuality



Polka dots, like playful fireflies at dusk,
Burst forth with colors, an exuberant thrust.
A sprinkle of confetti, carefree and gay,
They dance upon garments in an artful display.

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something that sits & waits
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