Found Poetry 1,095

10/8/22

of water or blood
imagine each drop had a name
one day
there, like a wreath on a door
frozen to see on every route
treasure, like change on the floor
change will shake it out

This poem was created from Walden by Henry Thoreau. Click here to get Walden.

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