I
Stretch up
To the sky
So I can reach
Something good to eat.
This green thing looks okay.
It’s not what I’d like, but it
Will have to do because I am
So very hungry and I don’t see
Anything else the lady has put out.
It’s raining and I have to wonder why
This lady has a camera on me.
Doesn’t she have anything else
To do with her time than click
At me when I’m hiding
Here beneath this bush,
Trying to stay
Oh so dry
In the
Rain?
Note: Poetry form is Double Etheree.
The first day of spring is one thing, and the first spring day is another. The difference between them is sometimes as great as a month. ~Henry Van Dyke, American author, educator, and clergyman
I’ve been waiting for a pretty day to capture some of Central Illinois’s Spring beauty, but alas! By the time that rolls around, all the good blooms will be gone and it will be 90 degrees outside!
So I’ve decided a nice walk around town in search of blossoms, Easter/Spring decorations, and such will have to suffice.
Let’s get started.
Musings by an ND Domer's Mom 