Did you ever find something that was a mystery
to explain… something that makes you say humm…
An appearance of an object that is out of place
Here is not its home… just where did it come from
My backyard is a place where things appear
Several baseballs have strayed beyond the mitt
A yellow frisbee has made an unplanned landing
The origin of the roving is not clear I must admit
No one has scaled the fence to search or inquire
The objects remain unclaimed…they must be a gift
Of course it stands to reason…some nameless kids
have distanced a hefty hit…and overpowered a lift
9/8/2010
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem