Saturday, March 02, 2013

Poem for Shabbat XXVII

My Life - Julie O'Callaghan

Look at it coming
down the street
towards us:
it chokes me up
every time I see it
walking along
all by itself.
How does it know
for example
which corner
is the right one
to turn at?
Who tells it
to keep going
past the intersection
and take the first left
after the supermarket?
There it goes -
I'll follow quietly
and see where
it's off to.

(found in The Oxford Book of Children's Poetry)

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