11 Poem by Josephine Lauderdale

11 birds in my yard
So many to count
I might have lost track
As I loose my concentration

11 people on the bus
So many to count
Changing seats
Getting off
And on
I might have lost track
Judging
As I loose my concentration

11 thoughts in my head
Knocking
Growing
Spitting mad
And yet
i might have lost track
Loving
As i loose my concentration

11 more at my door
That I don't want to answer
i don't want to see
11 more of me

Focus now
Count and remember
To forget
Not to loose
Your concentration