Making me giggle

Counting the stars

This is a poem i read last nite and it tickled me so i thought i would share

It's late at night
and John is counting the stars

He's walking through the woods,
and counting stars

The night is clear, and the stars are like salt
on a black tablecloth.

John counts silently, his lips moving , his head tilted .
It's late at night and John is counting the stars until he walks into a tree

That he never saw
because he was counting the stars

Look at john lying in the woods

The woodland creatures are gathering around him laughing
in little woodland voices


MORAL Even when your looking up
Don't forget to look down xxx