Will’s Poetry Blog

(NaPoWriMo Day #3)

Bleup Bloup Bleeup

Dripping water expands
The mass of massing water
In pail number seven

Bleup Bloup Bleeup

Fragile aged knuckles
Bending to grasp another
Switches pail between drips

Bleup Bloup Bleeup

Lord give me strength again
To make it through until I
See your sun-smile again

Bleup Bloup Bleeup

Day-dreams of grandchildren
Skipping across wooden floor
Into arms wide open

Bleup Bloup Bleeup

And the rain stops falling
Gathered water slows to rest
Sunlight sparkles the eye

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