Nosey

SKYWATCH

NOSEY

It's pressing its nose against my window,

Crying its tears all down my pane,

Beetling its brows and crying its thunder!

Will the sun ever shine again?

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PLAYMATE

A shadow on the playroom floor;

I wonder what it came there for.

Stretching lazily as if to say

'Look at me! I'm here to play'.

Use me as a road for cars;

Ramps for rockets bound for Mars!

Tell me I'm a track for trains;

Or a runway for your planes.

I'm here! I'm here! Look at me! I'm great!

Play with me! I can hardly wait!'

But then some clouds rubbed the shadow out!

Oh well, they'll just do without!

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