While waiting for the bus the other morning, I was looking around
for something, something to take a picture of,
when I noticed the shrubbery at the corner had been removed.
Their absence revealed a cement base, perhaps for a security light.
With rocks in its water-filled center, it looked, however,
like an outdoor swimming pool for faeries had been revealed
to the passing traffic. Or a small drinking pool for birds.
While I took my pictures, I set my tote against the signpost,
with my ever-present coffee mug keeping it company on the sidewalk.