Blog Post 3 (Poem)

Poetry Exercise 2 

There were many loud noises that day. That day being October 11, 2001, one month after the terrorist attack, one month after my grandparent’s 50^th wedding anniversary, and few weeks before Halloween, and the month Michigan starts to turn cold. Every day is like a surprise you go to sleep predicting what tomorrow will bring but you never really know if you will even wake up tomorrow. When tomorrow does come you realize the sky is blue and the grass is green and you could meet your lover maybe named Ken. Then Ken and you travel down the path reminiscing on each other’s life trying to get to know one another starting from the beginning. As you say your goodbyes for the day and go your separate ways. You yet again think about tomorrow you think about wearing your Calvin Klein jeans and buying a tree frog for Ken. Before going to sleep you realize you have only scratched the surface of getting to know Ken and maybe you shouldn’t by him that frog or maybe you won’t even wake up tomorrow.