BILL PRINGLE

PUSHING PAINT


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Today I found a miniature world.
Where everything popped and swirled.
Flowers of every kind.
None were registered in my mind.

Each six in square.
Made me stop and stare.
Munchkins were hiding.
Elves and fairies abiding.

How often do you see two worlds collide?
Or find a place where elves reside?
Hidden beneath the snow.
Until just a day ago.

I am sure they will hide their home.
The next time I decide to roam.