Saturday, December 24, 2005

The Watermelon Tree

The closest you'll hear
From the atheist bug
Pseudo holiday cheer
And a chocolate mug.

Thankful for my kid
Else I'd be holed up.
He makes me live
And fills my cup.

Sincere thanks for reading
This often sad song.
Sincere hope for needing
Hope not too long.

Cricket, 2005
aka Nota Poet


Catherine McDiarmid-Watt said...

Did you make that? Intersting!

I liked your poem.

DD said...

Is your watermelon from one of those contests that they do in Asia? It's amazing what they can do.

I'm glad I've got to be here, as well. Have a soooooper weekend!

Cricket said...

I love this watermelon. I took the picture last year on our Carnival cruise. I was walking through the self-service dining room and the vision of it stopped me in my tracks.

PS - J LOVED his bike - could not figure out why we had to get dressed and go outside to open a gift tho. Will share pictures next week.

Anonymous said...

Dude, that's cool! Is it spiked with anything? ;)