Tandra
I dreamed i could not find him.
He who represents new life
He who represents new dreams.
He who had been given me to watch over for less than a day.

I took him to the tub
I looked away for one second
And he was gone.

I frantically searched through the suds,
Looking for this precious bundle who was not mine
And thought to myself,
Death should come easy to me.
2 Responses
  1. Anonymous Says:

    Did your rubber ducky get losty wosty?

    Okay, I don't get poetry, but I get death and baths. And this is a lame comment so ... have a great weekend!


  2. Tandra Says:

    gal u crack me up!

    can do poetry either so im really trying to get over this lapse...