Soft landing
When I fell to your planet here,
Earth, as you say, and I understand,
but a little presumptuous anyway,
I decided to stay a while.
The milkshakes I like a lot.
Cocoa, unusual, yes!
Don’t have that on Mars,
no, not yours, ours, our home.
Laundromats, I’d agree,
some necessity but not nice.
Square tables, that’s the problem.
They should be round.
Beating memories on stones
down by the creek, we like that better.
Same as your people once did.
Why’d you stop?
You might sing more to your birds.
In time you’ll learn they hold the world
together by their wings. Not logical,
we know, but true all the same.
When the skies fall down,
you’ll be glad you did. Then
you can fly, just like we do.
Farewell, and thanks.
neil reid © june 2010
neil reid © june 2010
bearly audible 
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