Poem 1

a bunch of nothing

The day would start when
Little Ellie Ann would say
good morning world
good morning day
good morning good morning good morning
it was 4
in the morning
the sun not yet peeking its crown over the horizon
good morning
most say not
at 4
by 415 the cry would change
to play with me
come let's play
there are puzzles to do
come let's play
in the darkness of the morning
good morning come let's play good morning
and this would continue
and I with sleepy eye
would stumble and mumble
and say good morning
ok let's play at 415
so we would
then it was snack
by 5
still dark
and still
silent
cereal or eggs or candy would suffice
come let's play
As the sun would peek over the edge
it was time for nap
good morning