Poem #20: “Zoo”
Zookeeper’s fingers, relaxed
Leafy chameleon, sticky toes
Don’t be loud, touch
Note his eyes, orbit
Scaly thing, never misses
Spellbound children, eyes
On the mini-dinosaur’s
In and around knotty branches
We touched a snake, a chinchilla
Even a skink
But not the wolf spider—No way!
What do you think?
We washed off our hands and waited
Ate our brown bag lunch in a sea
The big yellow birds were waiting
Line up now children, let’s all say
Categories: Rewriting Life After Loss
Rewriting life since the sudden death of my nine-year-old son, Sam (2007).
Trying to LEARN, think, remember, IMAGINE, cope, care, read, EAT, write, live, LAUGH, listen, enjoy, walk, meditate, stretch, watch, stop, BREATHE...and keep going.