The Humming Pond

The pond from nights past
— it reflected the moon —
is lost in my backyard…
If again I find the ripples
as the pebbles drop,
I shall walk into the slush.
Sink gently into its love,
knee deep in my identity;
hear the water
sing to the moon,
as I hum Rusalka
to the li’l dream I hold!

– Leslie

#poetry #poem #backyard #childhood #fatherhood

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So nice! :blue_heart::blue_heart:

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Thank you @unknown_soul glad u enjoyed the lines

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Yes :heavy_heart_exclamation:… Written so well ,:dizzy::dizzy::dizzy:

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Thank you @mr.maurya13

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