laying by isaac
rubbing his back,
i hear
jets flying
dave sneezing
saw buzzing
trains chugging
car honking
noah crying
kids jumping
dog barking
washer spinning
...noise building...
and then...
isaac snoring.
good night.
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4 comments:
I love this. So sweet.
Emily...you're a poet?! That was wonderful! You're so insightful and observant. I would love if my students would turn in that sincere and sweet of a poem. Most of theirs are very Emo.
saws buzzing was my fault! SORRY! I promise it will be done tomorrow. :-)
jenn i was SO WORRIED that you were going to be offended by this. in fact after i had posted this and turned my computer off last night i talked to dave about it...so i turned the computer back on, took it out, and then put it back in. i just couldn't decide. it was fine jenn, i was just commenting on all the crazy noises i could hear!
jessica, i didn't think of this as a poem, but i guess maybe it is? it was just a commentary really. i think poems should rhyme.
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