Thursday, February 25, 2010

If the snow...

doesn't go away soon
I am going to run away
in my new caravan.
I will pack my bags and load them in
and take off for sunny climes.
When I get there I will grow flowers
of many colours
 that will grow over and around
my little home
and I will sit in the sun and write poems
and make dandelion wine
I will park my wheels in soft dirt
so I can balance my little home
or find a rock to
lift it up onto
So, if you do not hear from me again
I will be somewhere green and warm
in a crooked felt caravan
with massive sunburn
drunk on dandelion wine
to the flowers.
Please bring me home!