Category: permission

I love pie,
I love pi,
It’s 3 point 1 4 1 five,
I also love to dive,
Into a pool,
It’s cool.

As quiet as a football stadium
Everyone cheering as the home team scores
You could hear a pin drop

As exciting as a game of Chess
Thinking and strategizing about your next move
What a thriller!

As easy as golf
Just swinging a stick at a ball
Takes no skill at all!

As boring as a roller coaster
Just sitting there in a seat
Anywhere else would be twice as neat

Just standing there
In the open field of grass
Just looming of the green grass stalks
All of them waiting watching wondering when they will be picked
quivering in the wind, still waiting watching wondering
Then it sees a blur of brown drift through the wind
The brown specs being spores to plant more of its kind
The specs finally settle in the forest
All of them just waiting watching wondering like the rest of their kind
Then they all hear a loud thud
As a deep brown boot comes out
Then the person plucks some lightly out of the ground
Wanting to taste the gooey goodness
There are still more of them
All still waiting watching wondering
Waiting watching wondering
Waiting watching wondering…

As sad as a kid in a candy store
As tragic as a perfect birthday gift
As mopey as a theme park
As tearful as getting a new puppy

My dad is the legs, strong and handy,
my brother, the joey, small and thin, but sometimes annoying
my mom is the body, holding us all together,
and I, am the head, the logical Einstein one in the family.

When I walk up to my room,
when I’m coming up the stairs,
I see some little kitty eyes,
not one but two cute pairs.

They come right out to greet me,
one’s perky, one is shy,
they come to me excitedly,
joy glinting in their eyes.

When I see them I feel it,
a splash that weighs a ton,
and that could come from just one place,
a bucket of kitty love!

Those that protect us,
constantly berated and bombarded,
with the simple words of those who know too little
to even completely comprehend the complex circumstances
of the situations they are placed in.

Those that protect us,
put themselves in the way of
the harm that would inevitably come our way.
Without them we would be completely powerless
to stop those that prey on the helpless.

Those that protect us,
are constantly in fear
they have reached the point where
they have to fear those that mean them harm
and even those that revered them.

Those that protect us,
Will not let it phase them.
Continuing to protect and serve
even when those that they are here for
slowly turn towards opposing viewpoints.

Those that protect us,
constantly berated and bombarded,
with the simple words of those who know too little
to even completely comprehend the complex circumstances
of the situations they are placed in.

What’s not to like about Spring
it truly is a wonderful thing.

April showers
And May flowers
It all makes me want to sing.