Just Looking - Poem by Isabelle Cooper
When you look low enough
And high enough
Turn clear from the East to the West
And then from the West to the East
And then clear from the South to the North...
and back again..
Looking for a friend?
Stoop low enough to see
what's happening there
Stretch high enough to see
what's coming from where.....
Yawn -grandly while
casting furtive eye-and glance,
wink then peek
Then maybe you have done
your daily dozen,
Or maybe you have done
your daily half-dozen:
Yes-yes all this -
just to avoid a far distant cousin
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