Wednesday, October 05, 2016

Knock-Knock



As she dawdled over breakfast (as my kids do err'yday)
she told me that when I had knocked on her window 
to let her know "snooze" time was over
and that she needed to *wake up now*

the knocking had become a part of her dream.
(Someone was showing her a script 
that had the words: "No, No, No"
And as they read it, they thumped the desk.)

P.S.
This photo is apropos of not much
but I keep it on my desktop
and it makes me smile.

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