Children’s Poetry by Scáth Beorh The Society June 18, 2014 Humor 1 Comment Some People Say Some people say that giraffes were petite and they grew their necks out to properly eat, or they were once dinosaurs who lost their wings. But I know God makes serendipitous things. I Had A Pair I had a pair of tennis shoes who caught a cold and couldn’t play, therefore I tucked them into bed, opened the window—sky was grey— turned on the radio for them… that’s when my sneakers spoke: “I’d like to lie here for a while and listen to Baroque.” Goodnight Daytime! Goodnight daytime! It’s rainy outdoors. It’s wintry and cloudy out here on the moors. My socks live way over in one of those drawers. These quilts are much warmer than icy wood floors. I might have a toothache… it hurts all the time. My teeth love warm sunshine and coconut lime. My nose enjoys breezes that jingle the chimes, not cold wind that freezes… Oh, goodnight daytime! Scáth Beorh is a poet living in Florida. “The Nubian Giraffe” by Jacques Laurent Agasse (1767 to 1849) Related Post ‘Nesting Season’ and Other Poetry by Michael Ang... Nesting Season Little sleep. The night heat did not relent. You startle me up as day breaks over the tent to show me the sea-turtle tracks you foun... Tell the world:FacebookTwitterTumblrPinterestRedditLinkedInEmail One Response Scáth Beorh December 15, 2014 Thank you so much for this! Note the new website. Reply Leave a Reply Cancel Reply Your email address will not be published.CommentName* Email* Website Notify me of follow-up comments by email. Notify me of new posts by email.