Sunday, April 26, 2009

Found Poetry

A neighbor's son is shouting this outside. It sounds lovely, like poetry:

I hear you, Mya
Mya, Mya
Come
Look at your
Roses
In the backyard
at

2 comments:

  1. juldik4/27/2009 4:00 p.m.

    Jon...when was this done?

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  2. Jonathan4/27/2009 9:54 p.m.

    juldik - I was just outside yesterday when I heard the child shouting it.

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