Where is my dubious, shady patine?
It's great to be back in my pond alright, but
Where are the greens and the darks and the light?
Where are the dabbles and dribbles and tears,
Engraved in my gossamer over the years?
I'll start over, I guess,
and in no time at all
I'll be dripping and messy and ready for fall!
|Our beautiful lady of the secret waters--returned after being scrubbed|