Monday, July 12, 2010

Dog, if you could speak





I got out of bed
and came here for adventure.
I stepped on a stone on the way.
I took off my shoe
and a dog came towards me
wagging his tail happily.

Dog, if you could speak,
you'd know what to do.
Simply turn around and run.
Dog, if you could speak,
you bury your bone
and show me the way back home.

Got out of bed,
and I put on my sunsuit.
Blue checkered shorts and a dress.
Nothing was left for a girl in pyjamas.
No breakfast, no kindness, no game.

If You Could Speak
God Help the Girl


* picture courtesy of Wake The Sun