He was a giant black dog
wooly from toes to eyes
— if he had them —
and every morning
on my way to school
at the end of the street
he would race down his driveway
…..growling
………..non-stop
……………full speed
………………..and full bark
full enough to scare anyone
most especially my 11-year-old self
who hadn’t quite figured out
what to do with her monsters yet
except run, run, run.
Then His name is Sam,
a voice yelled from a dark, dusty window
in the gray house set back from the road,
Sam, it rolled down the driveway
and across my path, a magic coin,
a power token, password — SAM
and I knew exactly what to do!
The next morning, I bravely stood,
hands on hips and waited
David me for Goliath he
at the end of his driveway
waited and waited and waited
until Sam came out,
…..charging
……….non-stop
……………full speed
………………..and full bark
SAM, SIT! I yelled as loudly as I could
SIT, SAM, SIT!
And then he sat.
And I did too.
First monster vanquished. Level up!
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Sweet.
Thanks. : )
I love this! It really made me smile. :)
Love this!
Thanks! : )
LOVED this one.
Thank you! : )
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April 1st, today, is the beginning of National Poetry Month. Here is a great poem from blogging friend, Jen Payne.