E a r l y morning and
the c h i l d r e n ‘ s voices
have j o i n e d in with the choir of birds
announcing day b r e a k.
I would have rather not k n o w n
preferred to lay
i g n o r a n t
between the w a r m t h
of the s h e e t s .
In a s t a t e
b e t w e e n worlds
neither h e r e nor t h e r e
my s u b c o n s c i o u s
in charge
my d r e a m s t a t e
at the r e i n s .
t’was n o t to be.
so,
good m o r n i n g
s a d d l e u p
let’s r i d e
this p o n y
The hills are alive with the sound of children
Copyright Ketakii Jewson-Brown
With Grace 