The Year of the Rabbit
Crackling creek, is it the floor?
A pop and a boom, has something broke?
Sizzling wing, I think it’s outside;
There’s so much noise this year.
Rush to the window, a bang and a flash;
“Quickly,” I call, to the rest of the gang.
C'mover and look, a crowd gathers round,
Just in time, POW! Another one, bright.
Sunflower, lightning; black curtain, smoke.
Flashes and noises; excited, raised brows.
The New Year is coming; we smile’n cry out,
On with the rabbit, the year of good luck.
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
No comments:
Post a Comment