Friday, April 15, 2016


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.

As the rain came

An umbrella of happy
moments shined through.
Lily Tierney

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