Tuesday morning poem

Coffee’s brewing,
Baby’s pooping,
Honey’s sleeping,
So are boys.

House is a
Plastic jungle now
With beeping, flashing,
Baby toys.

Endless electro
Lullaby jazz
With baby grunts:
Joyful noise.

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2 Comments (+add yours?)

  1. Meghan Cobble
    Jun 09, 2009 @ 16:48:50

    love it!

    .mac 🙂

  2. thisbumpyjourney
    Jun 09, 2009 @ 18:25:39

    Thanks, Meghan! That about sums up my world at 5am.

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