Day 22 – Pier 17

Small children find a puddle on the pier.

“Come, look! There’s a rainbow!” 

I look up, but clouds coat the horizon.

A small boy sits near a puddle,

And I know the rainbow he sees,

The soft colored sheen of what the cars have left behind on the sidewalk. 

I realize he has the depth of this city measured,

Better than I do,

Than my lithology and my chemistry can tell me. 

I should look through his eyes more often. 

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