Friday, April 15, 2016

SELF

In a wooded area
she ran as fast
as she could.

Out of breath she
turned to look
back tripping over
a log.

She fell forward
near the water
of the lake.
The reflection she
saw had already
caught up to her.
 
MOMENTS

 
As the rain came
down.

An umbrella of happy
moments shined through.
 
Lily Tierney

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