Aug 2019
you could call me Larry
you might call me Shaun
but I will look Eastward
and wait for the dawn
you may think me seasoned
you could call me spring
but I'm looking Eastward
while the morning birds sing
you could call me silly
you might think me dumb
but when I look Eastward
I greet the dawn sun
you might call me Shaun
but I will look Eastward
and wait for the dawn
you may think me seasoned
you could call me spring
but I'm looking Eastward
while the morning birds sing
you could call me silly
you might think me dumb
but when I look Eastward
I greet the dawn sun
Each September comes BEAT Borough of Ealing Art Trail - Art shown in artists homes. And each August poets are invited to write an accompanying poem to a piece of art. This is one of my BEAT poems.
