I Wish I was a Dog

A poem by Shel Silverstein

(I found his book in my closet last night and thought I'd share a few)

Lazy

lazy

lazy

lazy

lazy

lazy

Jane. (Banjo)

She (He)

wants

a

drink

of

water

so

she (He)

waits

and

waits

and

waits

and waits
and

waits

for

it

to
rain.

This is How I Feel

This is how I've felt the last few weeks...

Rain

I opened my eyes
And looked up at the rain,
And it dripped in my head
And flowed into my brain,
And all that I hear as I lie in my bed
Is the slishity-slosh of the rain in my head.

I step very softly,I walk very slow,
I can't do a handstand--I might overflow,
So pardon the wild crazy thing I just said--
I'm just not the same since there's rain in my head.

Shel Silverstein