Wednesday, September 10, 2008

by me

I want to make a movie, write a novel, drive to California.
I want to make a meal, bake a pie, fall in love and take a nap.

I want to sit in Central Park and drink coffee with my mother-
I want to smell blue, put honey on my lips and bathe a baby.

I want to hold an old man's hand, skip with my daughter and balance on one foot.

I want to write a poem, I want to write a poem, I want to write a poem.

2 comments:

runnerfrog said...

I like to read your poem, I like to read your poem, I like to read your poem.

itzktb said...

Thank you, thank you, thank you.