John Lawless Poet Free verse

Peeked Over the Edge of Monday

Peeked over the edge of Monday
Weary…eyes blinking, birds chirping
Spoke to the Keurig: “black, no sugar”
It growled back, slowly.
It seemed to be saying:
“Never go jogging with a 2 year old”
How can someone with legs that short
Be that quick….and curious…
Every stone a mystery
Every flower an invitation
Every moment an inspiration.
When he shouts: “PAPA!!”
The kid inside me starts dancing.

John G. Lawless
©5/8/2023

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Gershon Wolf May 9, 2023 at 11:48 PM Aw, what an adorable ending resulted from such a grumpy beginning! ~ Oscar the Ex-Grouch John Lawless May 10, 2023 at 4:13 AM thanks for stopping to bang on the trash can

Ilene Bauer May 8, 2023 at 12:54 PM absolutely delightful, john! John Lawless May 9, 2023 at 4:18 AM He certainly is...and thanks for sharing a moment with us.

Lin Lane May 8, 2023 at 5:42 AM Those wee sprites keep us young because they make us keep up! I'm dancing to your song with my little one. John Lawless May 9, 2023 at 4:19 AM ...and if we pay attention they make us see everything all over again....