Monday, January 4, 2010

they scare me

she has brown eyes
they were clear
she was smilng at me when she came in
I was tired
long day at work
sitting there reading the news
will you read this to me
her little hands held a book
a small book
there were pictures of dinosaurs
they looked up at me
they scare me
she left to put it away
she brought another one
there were tigers, lions and bears
they scare me
she left to put it away
another book appeared
there were all kinds of bugs
big ones
spiders
creepy crawly things
they scare me
she left to put it away
there she stood
it sat there in her tiny hands
cowboys and indians
she held it up high
I looked at it
I did not really see it
they scare me I said
she just stood there
she held it up again
she said
do the cowboys scare you
I mumbled something
she said, what scares you
I looked at the book
saw the indians riding horses
looking wild
riding horses across the plains
they scare me I said

she stood there
then she laughed
and laughed
I really looked at her
what's so funny
her big frown eyes looked
right at me
she said
but we are indians grandpa
we are the indians
I laughed at the thought of it
so she gave it to me
and we read about those cowboys
and them indians


rustywire

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