The teacher speaks of History.
The dates remain a mystery.
In Botany, she speaks of herbs.
In English, conjugating verbs.
In Math, he wants an X amount
from numbers I can’t seem to count.
I wonder as the hours pass:
Today, will I be killed in class?
Pesky Rabbits
If I were a rabbit, I’d like this place.
I’d paste a smile on my bunny face.
I’d pick out a tulip or a daffodil
and I’d graze away till I had my fill.
Today
Give yourself a gentle day.
Let your body rest.
Feel the gift of happiness.
Know that you are blessed.
Bumble Bees
I can remember when I was small,
bees weren’t anything special at all.
Now, a bee flitters from bush to tree.
Ev’ry one calls it an oddity.
My Garden Gate
My garden gate is broken.
All its pieces have grown old.
It’s been standing there for years and years –
out in the rain and cold.
My gate will soon be mended —
fixed with parts restored or new.
And again the gate swings open
‘cause it always welcomes you.
Wishful Thinking
I’d like to write pithy and pertinent Odes
to illumine life’s richest episodes.
Alas, despite my lofty wishes
I find I focus on doing the dishes.
Pretty Pink Primrose
My pretty pink primrose has unfurled her leaves.
She’s stretching her face to the sun.
When my pretty pink primrose
wakes up from her rest,
I know Spring’s offi’shly begun!
Puget Sound Weather
It’s a moisty day in Ev’rett.
Heavy clouds are laying low.
Raindrops drizzle on the window.
Wind chill feels like it could snow.
My Garden
My yard is spiked with color.
It’s pretty as it can be.
The rabbits missed some tulips.
They left some here for me!
Today
I’m sending you a rainbow day.
I’m sending sun-lit skies.
I’m sending joy and happiness.
You’ll feel in Paradise!
