9.28.2010

teeny tale: tatter

the rain went pitter patter, as her heart began to tatter. & as polka dots adorned her plain tee, she tittered. & then littered the puddles with her fears; the pool beneath her swelled from the flow. & as she looked to the wealth of drops that had fallen below, she saw staring back that which frightened her most of all...

1 comment:

Wendy Irene said...

such a beautiful gift! If you don't see it, you can't change it, right? ♥