Puddles and Polliwogs

I change in a puddle,

I grow.

 

 

 

 

On this longest day, I am aware of the sun and the shade

 

 

and I am aware of my puddle evaporating.

 

I am so grateful for the sun and the shade and my watery home.

 

 

 

Will I evolve in time?

About eteal

Reverend Teal is a minister, chaplain, artist and storyteller. She specializes in the human-animal bond and all its healing aspects.
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