Saturday Morning Poem by Marc Kaiser

Early Saturday morning in the gray twilight
My baby brother and I
barefooted and in pajamas
On our stomachs
Wait for the cartoons to begin
Watching even the Native American test pattern

Outside in a Montreal winter
Cars pass slowly down the street
Their taillights glowing red in the cold air.

Frisky Frolics Merry Melodies The Yogi Bear Show
Huckleberry Hound Mighty Mouse
Though the animation is poor
We know even then that this isn't Disney
We watch captured anyway.

Till our mother wakes
And calls us to our breakfast
Of Captain Crunch and Fruit Loops
Served in matching blue and red lacquered bowls