insomniac poetry

HB: whatcha doin?
me: makin' poetry!
HB: fakin' poetry?
me: yeah. that too.

i have to wake up in five hours. and still i'm awake. sort of. oy to the vey. so here's my half awake attempt at poetry. i used the kids kit. because i be cool like that.

~ poem #1 ~

upon	my	lap
princess	kitty	finds
her	castle

~ poem #2 ~

	gentle	summer	breezes
	whisper	to	me
the	secrets	of	the	earth

~ poem #3 ~

the	dinosaur	king
likes	to	pretend
he's	baby   a	butterfly