LIKE BOTTLES

bottles-on-driveway

We would refract light as we 
Were ancient glass beads, 
A cat's eye or perhaps
Anything else,
Pure jade?

Sat out, sun soaked 
Toes curled in
We hung onto the Earth
With all we had

Out of fear of,
In anticipation of 
Floating away

We used to refract light 
As were ancient glass beads
&
Still do some days
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