Bears, Children and Space Aliens
I have an appointment
in a forest
at a Nature Center
to help four
classes
of fifth graders
write a poem.
I must be a little
nervous
because I dreamed
that a bear came
up
and we all stood
on a picnic table
to make ourselves
look bigger.
It worked.
The bear went away.
Then a spaceship
landed.
We adults went in
and the aliens
wanted to buy
the children
to eat them.
Of course we refused.
No matter how class
turns out today,
I know it’s got to
be
better than that.
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