DISTRACTIONS
Well.
Here I am.
Left behind
yet again.
I turned to watch the shadow of a cloud
pass over the riverbank
and when I turned back
the breadcrumbs had already been tossed.
Yesterday, I was noticing
the way a seed
swirled in the current
and suddenly my siblings were nowhere to be seen.
Look,
There's an ant
climbing the crest
of that bending blade of grass.
© Mary Lee Hahn, 2012
Katya has today's Poetry Friday roundup at Write. Sketch. Repeat.
