Common Things Poem by La Janine Garrett

Common things
Things that of another
Simple things
A single light
For you hold a single bulb
Friends to always visited
For the roaches will never leave you
Music all throw the night
For mice never seem to tired
Warmth in cold winter days
Who would not be warm with
Three warm bodies on a simple bed
Never have to worry about a nice
Cooling breezes for the windows are nailed
Half way shut
Nor excising
For ducking and diving from
A renegade belt
As well as never being locked out
For at the age of eight
We master the art of window hopping
In addition to never having to go to long
With the worry of money
For pipe, brick, swiss army knife
Find there way to welcome arms
One must say thanks to these simple things
Common things
And if you know not of these things
Do not
Worry ask you mother
Tell her its time you have the talk