Destroyed Purpose Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Destroyed Purpose



Torn window tinting looking like the shape of a duck
swimming upon the lake, baby duckling following behind.

Amazing how my mind can take something that has been
destroyed from it's basic purpose.

Turning it into a picturesque and tantalizing poem
for you to now read.

Wednesday, August 5, 2015
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