Friday, July 25, 2014

My Shadow



In the morning,
My shadow is a baby,
Two feet tall.
At noon I can't
See it at all.
For dinner, it's a giant!
Ten feet tall,
And it is there 'till sunset,
Joining the shadows on the wall.


Saturday, July 12, 2014

Morning

In the morning,
Birds are singing.
Creatures getting ready,
For the day.
I get up and go,
To my window,
It is all so beautiful,
That I'll say,
What a wonderful beginning.
To a perfect day.