Sunday, March 02, 2008

'Leap into more books,' the sign said
I get it now

It was/is leap day/year
I've been thinking of hopping a lot:

something hopped into my head
into the hopper, say,
or Hip hopped

I got the spelling down
There's hoping and hopping
Depends on the puddle

Hop on top of something
That rhymes
So that's cool

Hop on Pop
That's what my Dad used to say
when we'd play

Leap into more books, the sign no longer says
Because it's March

And We have to move along
to something else

1 comments:

Anonymous said...

It was March; now April and time evades me. Has it been one year - two (?) since I saw you? Then I turn a corner in a bookstore and find you, finding me, finding out that I still don't know what to say to you. So I say nothing and round the corner again. I no longer feel welcome at bookstores. You look the same.

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