Wednesday, September 14, 2011

Lost Keys

Mom lost her keys.
She screeches,
"Help me please!"
Mom lost her keys...
Again.

We're already late.
Another tardy
Is my fate.
We're already late...
Again.

I look down low.
We need keys
So we can go.
I look down low...
Again.

I lift Mom's purse.
*jingle-jangle*
Mom screeches
A curse.
Again.


©2011, Bridget Magee

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