Thursday, August 24, 2006

POEM: Early One Morning

When he stood
and looked out the window
and saw a few leaves falling,
he decided to fall too,
down to his bed once more.
The mattress seemed as soft
as a place in the park
where he loved to sit
and read Shakespeare
as the planet he was riding
rushed easily through
the resting universe.

Before his eyes closed again,
he noticed a single leaf
fluttering past the window
with no effort whatsoever.

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