my balance calls
I slowly return home
the glorious next
©Mary Lee Hahn, 2019
Hem is sad to see Poetry Month drawing to a close. He'll miss stealing haikubes from the pile and batting them underneath the couch. And they are so fun to lay on while Mom is trying to choose just the right ones. But how come she can bat them around with her paws, but I get in trouble for the same thing, Hem wonders.
I'm wanting to see what the next is. And I"m sure it WILL be glorious.
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