a piece of glass to catch the sun

I bought some glass to catch the sun

All wrapped in plain white paper

I brought it home and set it up

between a plant and taper

I went to sleep where dreams of light

and colored glass did caper

But when I woke, I rose to find

my vision but a vapor.

The sun was laughing far behind

a cloud that stretched an acre. 

Savor your glee, my pane will shine

I tell the sun with candor.

-a five minute poem by sue-