White Wall

I stared at a wall, a flat white wall,

I saw a wall staring at me with wide open eyes

I stared at you and you stared back

We laughed and then, cried,

We went to bed.

I reached over, you responded

Then it was the morning.

I started at the ceiling

I saw a fan saluting me to a brand new day

The coffee machine is noisy,

But, in the end revitalizing

And there goes the day

Wishing I had something to say

The sparkler spits water,

But grass is not what the old man said to be

Because it has not listen

So let us go out and play