KNOCK KNOCK

Cuddlebugz Photography - Kitchener, Ontario

Knock knock knockin’ at the old front door

One two three – Lana knocks some more

Little Lana’s knocking, but nobody’s home

Except for a spider running across the stones

The little spider says in her little sweet way

“Would you like to come inside to play?”

Little Lana looked around and said “who me?”

And the little spider nodded and said “yes please”

So the two of them played and talked all day

Weaving their stories, going every which way

They went to the moon on the spider’s web

Fell down laughing on the imaginary bed

They danced on a dew drop and dined on a rose

Played hide n’ seek where the tall grasses grow

But when the twinkling stars came out to play

Little Lana and the spider had to call it a day.

So Little Lana called her mom on the phone

And said “Mommy, I would like to come home”

Now sweet Little Lana is snuggled  in her bed

Dreaming of the moon and a spider’s web.

© Sherry Irvine – January 3, 2012