Young Eagles

  I woke up at 5:04 and got dressed at 5:30, went downstairs at 6:00, fixed up a piece of toast, and made a breakfast of yogurt, cantaloupe, and toast.  Then I remembered, oh yeah, it’s Young Eagles day! All I could think all day was YOUNG EAGLES!  I was so excited!

Brown to Green

Brown to Green   I like spring Because of the mud and the dirt. I like the ruts, The dead grass, The muddy puddles, The melting snow, The leafless trees, And all the BROWN.   Then spring  Creeps, curls, swells, and grows. Breezes, sun rays. Trickles, awakens, unfreezes. Spring zooms, zips, cartwheels, Rushes, runs, calls! The river is flowing life. The sun is just waking up. Birds are chirping at me in all directions. It feels like I’m in an observatory  And a jail at the same time. Zoom-zam-ka-blamo! Buzz, Ka-boom! GREEN!