62 reads
A butterfly flies
Past a sparrow's hidden nest
The sparrow eats it
A wasp chews on wood
Turns it to papery mush
Uses it to build
The water ripples,
Until the storm starts raining
The it calms again
Welcome
Welcome to Prose.! Publish your work, follow writers, and engage in community challenges.
By using Prose., you agree to our Terms of Service and Privacy Policy.
If you used Twitter or Facebook to get into your account and now can't get in, please contact us at support@theprose.com