(Dear Marius) My Little Morning Bird (a poem, a dedication)

Dear Marius

My Little Morning Bird

Written July 5th, 2011



My little morning bird

You always have a song to sing

Your voice and love of the day

A smile to my face will bring

My little morning bird

Always waiting for me

When I’m tired and stressed

The tunes you sing livelier than my coffee

My little morning bird

So happy and ecstatic beneath the sun

You have too much love in one heart

Your friendship brings confidence before my day has hardly begun

Touché (a poem)

Touché

Written April 23rd, 2011

Right in the middle of talk

You scream and run away

I look to see what made you balk

A tiny spider going about his day

I giggle at your silly fear

As I take him elsewhere

Only after you're certain it's clear

Do you rejoin me, still trembling from your scare

I pick on you and poke fun

You look at your feet, face red

Suddenly I scream and I'm on the run

The tables have been turned on me instead

You giggle at my greatest fear

As you swat the bee away

While my heart beats fast from it being near

I apologize and say; "Touché."  

Strangers (thoughts)

Strangers

Written April 2nd, 2011

     Funny how the world works.

     Before I lived with my dad, and only visited him on the weekends, I didn't know she even existed.

     After I moved and lived with him all the time, I got enrolled in the local school. That's where I met her, a fellow student.

     We hit it off almost instantly, and now here I am at a sleepover at her house, awake and trying not to make too much noise as she continues to drift in and out of sleep.

     Dad lives in a different house now, one town over form her. But our towns have a joint school.

     So here I am, just up the street from our old house, in her bed, writing. All those years when I came to visit Dad on the weekends, my best friend was just up the street! And I had no clue!