Fun With Play-Dough

Poems for Isabella: ‘Jetlag’

February 16, 2008 · No Comments

 

I don’t want to get up today

I’ll sleep until evening

Safe in my bed

And when, tonight, the city grows quiet

The cars stop riding

The lights are turned off

And no one is watching

I’ll wake up

And eat a slice of carrot cake

An egg

And maybe a herring.

Categories: Poems for Isabella
Tagged:

0 responses so far ↓

  • There are no comments yet...Kick things off by filling out the form below.

Leave a Comment