Waiting for the bus opposite London Terrace
I notice it all wobbly and upside down in the puddle
who knew what cool stuff was hanging out in there
a time of year when you have to skip over the puddles at the corners
or stand in them in new red welly-boots.
a good time of year to haunt the flower shop where they're busy making arrangements
I tweaked the color of this one while waiting
for a blast of color to take home.
