Eleven eggs
some broken
a few not
scattered at
Trader Joe's
parking lot.
One escaped
it's sad fate,
but wait
the lone egg
will not last
because tomorrow
it may be
somebody's breakfast!
Eleven eggs
homeward bound
hoping to arrive
safe and sound;
now a mess
on the ground.
Never will they know
Easter fun,
broken and smashed
on the pavement
their lives finished
and done!
Eleven eggs
homeward bound
hoping to arrive
safe and sound;
now a mess
on the ground.
Never will they know
Easter fun,
broken and smashed
on the pavement
their lives finished
and done!
E. Moscoso
March 1, 2016
No comments:
Post a Comment