Friday, June 20, 2014

Between Fireflies and Star-filled Skies

Zoe: your knee is bleeding
Me; the puppy tripped me, but I need to write my poem

Zoe. AWWW, write your poem

(so I do)

If you  get a puppy
And by chance you
Also have insomnia

You might get lucky
And be forced
To take an
After midnight stroll
With your canine carefree companion
           Between fireflies
          And and an inky sky
           Filled with ancient stars
And find something
To be thankful for.