Segregation

to make myself special is a sad thing,
for i may then be segregated
away from you, and i cannot take in all the sadness

let me just be an ordinary frog on that clear pond
blessed by so much rain
croaking happily with you

i do not need so much land
neither the sun
for with you, the moon and the marsh
and the reeds
are good enough,

let us have this good time swimming together
beside the tadpoles

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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