Portrait of a Puddle

I can tell you about the weather.

Am I growing or shrinking?

I can show you how a paper boat floats,

and be a mirror for your smiling face.

I can be a drink for a thirsty bird,

or a short slurp for a cat on the prowl.

I can annoy new shoes,

but splashing gum boots love me.

I can be a short stay hostel

for tadpoles or mozzie larvae.

I can be temporary and tempting.

I have possibilities and potential.

I am a puddle.

Pat Simmons

• Submitted in response to Poetry Prompt #11