sitting

I decided that my copper book is going to contain Wesley's poetry. This is the first page I finished for inside the book. The poem is titled "Sitting".

Sitting

Let's just wait outside. I hope nobody died
Today. They sent us all away so now I stay
Out here. Quite a cheer
There was when they let us go. A flow
Of students running out. Nobody pouts
For missing school, and if the day was just a bit more cool
It would've been nice. Instead, like mice
We scurry from shade to shade. It made
For an interesting time as we talked about the crime
And what it could be. I guess we'll see
Tomorrow if there's any sign of sorrow.

But for now I just watch ants,
And at different plants I glance.

I can't get in, you see. My key
Is stuck at school and I have no tool
To gain entry.

I'll be a sentry for the dandelions a while.

(2006)

This was written this past June on the day they evaculated the school due to a "police incident" (we found out later that it was a bomb threat). The students all stood around the parking lot and were eventually told to go home (hence the cheers). Wesley's key was in his backpack, which was in his locker, so he wrote this poem while sitting outside our house waiting for one of us to get home.