Guest Poet Katherine A. Babbitt
Walking The Dog
Woke up this morning; cobweb's in my head
Made a commitment to get out of bed
Dog's sound asleep on her back, spread eagle
Couldn't care less; doesn't look to eager
Put the dog out; run upstairs to get dressed
Look in the mirror, notice hair's such a mess
Spray face with water; brush teeth real quick
Throw on clothes; which shoes do
I pick
Grab the leash; get the dog
Gosh, my head's in a fog
Out the front door; better start slow
Dog's pulling on the leash, she wants to go
Cool fresh air hits me in the face
Think I'll pick up this pace
Dog's happy her tail's in the air
We're feeling good; not a thought or a care
Tried to walk two miles this day
I'm really pooped; dog's ready to play
Woke up this morning; cobweb's in my head
Bright-eyed dog wants me to get out of bed
May, 2001
Katherine A Babbitt's Questions:
Does this have a real flow to it or is it interrupted in the middle of the
poem?
Does it make a person smile?
Is it long enough?
Would appreciate any thoughts.
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