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Tuesday, May 20, 2008

SILLY MUSINGS

For many years I have written poetry. Some silly, some serious, and some, well, just out there. I decided to share an occasional poem, so here goes. This one probably classifies as both silly and out there:

I STEPPED ON A BUG

I stepped on a bug and killed it dead;

Why did I do it? Where was my head?

I was walking along, not checking to see;

That my feet would be clear, of the wee families;

Maybe this bug had a family to raise;

But with one careless step, I have ended his days;

I will live with this guilt, wherever I roam;

That I orphaned his children, right out of their home;

So please heed my words, as you walk down the street;

There’s a whole other world, living under your feet.

© 2007 – Kimberly Miller

2 comments :

Susan Tuttle said...

Hi Kim,
Great poem! If I watched my step here in Maine, I would never get anywhere - lol - we have more bugs here than you can imagine.

Thanks so much for the visit to my blog.

I think that house is still in a family - it is seriously neglected. I wish they would sell it.

Have a good one.

Susan

Dawn said...

This is so Shel Silverstein! Love it, laughing and printing to save in my journal *grin*

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