i found my best friend at the lake
down in the swamp, wading through
knee deep mire, for the sake of sustenance
i watched him for a time, as he plucked
frogs and small fish from their homes
with the trained eye of a seamstress
eventually, once i had caught his eye
he let out a cry and left me
sitting in my small lonesome boat
that was the only time i ever saw him,
but as he left me he whispered to me all of his love
his wisdom, his knowledge, through the tips of his outstretched limbs
and i never forgot him
Oct 9, 2013
Oct 9, 2013 at 6:33 PM UTC
i found my best friend at the lake
down in the swamp, wading through
knee deep mire, for the sake of sustenance
i watched him for a time, as he plucked
frogs and small fish from their homes
with the trained eye of a seamstress
eventually, once i had caught his eye
he let out a cry and left me
sitting in my small lonesome boat
that was the only time i ever saw him,
but as he left me he whispered to me all of his love
his wisdom, his knowledge, through the tips of his outstretched limbs
and i never forgot him