And seeing as how the reason behind my creating this blog is for posting homework from poetry class online here's the first assignment.
Questions in the Morning
I wake each morning to you.
A small spot in my yard that's there without fail.
You're a little brown ball with ears,
sitting in my front yard every morning,
covered in the dew and sparkling,
without fail as the sun rises
I see you waiting.
I want to ask you just why you're there,
what about my yard you like.
Just what brings you to my yard,
from wherever you come to my residential area.
I'd like to ask if you think I'm growing carrots.
Or if you find it strange the large person
that stares from the window.
If you wonder about me as I wonder about you.
And I know if I came out to ask, all I'd ask,
"Eh, what's up doc?"
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
No comments:
Post a Comment