Confusion

Beneath a canopy of scarlet

red leaves Amid the tangles and dry leaves, she sits

tangles Silently chortling, her game in play
Who would ever suspect that those missing car keys…
…those lost reading glasses
…that out-of-sequence check
Were stealthfully move in the night

black mushroom Placed in a most inconvenient place

pink mushroomBy the little one who sits unnoticed

golden mushroom On her throne of musty white

throne Murphy’s playmate, the Imp of Confusion

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