Coming around

I lay in the grass
And look at the stars.

“There are none,” says Smartarse,
“it’s in the middle of the day.”

“They are always here,”
says Ingeneer.
“Just because you can’t see
doesn’t mean, they did flee.”

“I am so glad,” utters Child.

Smartarse says, rather mild:
“Oh shit,
I was a bit
Wrong,
must admit.”

He continues grumbled
When he quietly mumbled:
“Let’s all lay here
and make clouds disappear.”

Ω

Amadeus W.
Ingeneer

Friday, 13 February 2015
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