Goodbye Summer, Hello Fall
Story hour season starts today. School is fully underway.
My sunflowers are still blooming and my garden's still going, but it's fall.
So here's a gem from JR, our house poetess, that I've been saving for this occasion.
It's untouched, save for that I've adjust the typing to fit the scansion. And I'm not sure what she meant in that last line:
A fat, black cat sits as still as the red trees on the hill
It's Fall and all the children are,laying and laughing, they're not too far
The butterflies sit on their bush,while the babies eat their mush
The older children sit in the park, with the dog that barks and barks
All are busy, except for that cat,who sits there and sits there, still looking very fat
He thinks to himself while dozing off, Well, my-" he coughs
"I know that I have done nothing and no one knows,
but I certainly know that I need to sit on my owner's clothes"
The cat goes off and he sits on the clothes. And the nobody but him knows.
