A Crumpled Old Napkin

I saw a crumpled napkin,
Laying on the floor,
Shaped like an angel-
Need I say more.

I picked up the napkin-
Wrinkled as could be
And placed it on a table
Next to me.

And then with a pencil
And artistic eye,
I would catch the image
In the napkin nearby.

So I began to sketch-
Fanciful and free-
The angelic image
In the napkin next to me.

© 2011 Walterrean Salley