sunsets are …

Poem #24 from Small Town Kid

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for packing up the wickets
and calling stumps to end the session

for answering the call
to come inside for dinner

for feeding the dog and making sure
he is patted well

for taking shoes off at the door
so no dirt or mud comes inside

for watching the kookaburra
silhouetted against the red sky

in a branch of the dead gum tree
laughing at the end of day


© Frank Prem 2009

Small Town Kid Poem 25: discovering tv

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