My hopping kid brother woke me this morning
shining and spinning a globe in my shut face.
He asked where we would go if we were tall
-- tall enough to drive a car, or old -- enough
to get lots of real money from a bank, or if we
had friends who could go beyond the backyard,
or any reason to leave our warm, dry beds.
Created: Mar 12, 2010Jules Alder Document Media