3 ovals in a row and a few horizontal lines

 I was sitting there,

doing things i couldn’t ignore,

when i first saw them,

on that dusty floor.

whose could they be?

i began to wonder,

not one of the boys for sure,

t'was much too small and slender,

i looked at them more closely,

studied and stored the pattern that i could see,

3 ovals in a row and a few horizontal lines,

who was that maiden?

would she i find?

 

then a few weeks passed

and i quite forgot,

until one fine evening...

i stood in shock,

there they were again

in front of me,

sitting in a patch of wet mud

as clear as could be

3 ovals in a row and a few horizontal lines.

she had been here.....

the one i resolved to find,

she had passed by here....

when? how long ago?

what did she look like

i was curious to know

 

seeing not much could be done about it immediately,

i got off the garden bench and began to walk aimlessly

coming to a patch of wet mud i walked right through,

making prints as each of my foot pressed down and withdrew.

suddenly.......

on an impulse i turned to take a look

then smiled to myself as sheepishly my head i shook,

there they lay embedded in the mud with prints of all kinds

3 ovals in a row and a few horizontal lines.

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