Waiting-

A window can be such a lonely place
When waiting for your friend to come home
People pass by, but never drop in
The room feels quiet, and you're alone

I think of all the good I felt
When I was with him yesterday
The clock ticks forever upon the wall
Hurry home friend, hurry home to play

Pooh Bear

Copyright 2006 Craig Franklin

Things I Like-

I like to feel the furry belly of a leaf

And remember how soft it felt

On frosty mornings when puddletops are ice

I like to crunch them before they melt

I like to catch raindrops on the tip of my tongue

Or feel a snowflake land on my nose

Making snowmen, and snowball fights are fun

I like winter, when it comes, and am glad when it goes

I like to befriend the caterpellar

The one on which I was about to step

Then find him a tasty place to rest

And visit while he takes a nip

I'll lie back and watch a cloud all day

Until I yawn and start to doze

Or blow a dandelion when it opens white

Or use it to tickle my nose

I like to befriend the butterfly

The one I just know I never knew

But then I'll 'think-think-think' the rest of the day

How he already knew I'm 'The Pooh'

Pooh Bear

Copyright 2006 Craig Franklin