Amazingly, there it is
Right before my your eyes.
Something you actually just spied.
Like a connect the dots puzzle
You have made a picture
In your peripheral, you can see shapes,
You make out certain patterns
They join to make a picture, perhaps a face
Hard to convince someone else
Because what one sees is different from another
Yet time and time again while lying down
You will make out an elephant from out of the patterns
There, is a face of a man with a mustache
These curtains sure do lend to the imagination,
The down right joy of it all.
Wow, what one can see!
Mws R Writings 