Poem

I’m in the house

It’s nice out

Warm

Sun on cold snow

First day of spring

Or last day of winter

My legs run up the stairs

And out the door

My top half here writing

Another One

When you’re a child you learn there are three dimensions
Height, width and depth
Like a shoebox
Then later you hear there’s a fourth dimension
Time
Hmm
Then some say there can be five, six, seven…

Love Poem

We have plenty of matches in our house

We keep them on hand always

Currently our favourite brand

Is Ohio Blue Tip

Though we used to prefer Diamond Brand

That was before we discovered