caught my flash
twinkled it back
through twiggy plash.
The little old lady who lives here (me)
wanted photos of ice on the tree
but she knew she’d look daft
in such wintry draft
so she tried to work unobtrusively.
In the front yard in the sleet
right by the street
she bobbed alow and aloft
but her attempt to be invisible
turned out to be risible
when the stupid flash went off.