I touch glass,
Tiptoeing into the chill,
I see my reflection
In water so still.
My arms reach
Tentatively seeking
Forms of life from
Under pebbles peeking.
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I touch glass,
Tiptoeing into the chill,
I see my reflection
In water so still.
My arms reach
Tentatively seeking
Forms of life from
Under pebbles peeking.
Continue reading at pensitivity101
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thanks Sue.
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