I saw a crumpled napkin, <br />Laying on the floor, <br />Shaped like an angel- <br />Need I say more. <br /> <br />I picked up the napkin- <br />Wrinkled as could be <br />And placed it on a table <br />Next to me. <br /> <br />And then with a pencil <br />And artistic eye, <br />I would catch the image <br />In the napkin nearby. <br /> <br />So I began to sketch- <br />Fanciful and free- <br />The angelic image <br />In the napkin next to me. <br /> <br />©<br /><br />Walterrean Salley<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/a-crumpled-old-napkin/
