I’m sure I missed it last year, but poetry’s publicist was busier this year. I see April is National Poetry Month in the US and Canada and is being announced everywhere I read. Except on my cereal box. You still read cereal boxes too, don’t you?
Because Cheerios® has been my go-to cereal since forever, this poem is dedicated to Honey Nut Cheerios®.
When The Chicken Don’t Lay
When the chickens don’t lay
And we have no eggs,
When the north wind blows
And the storm rushes in,
When the chickens have declared
No eggs this week.
When the sun rises
And our plates are bare,
Where is our relief from hunger and defeat?
~ An Original Poem by Judith A. Barrett
Thanks and a lift of the bowl to Grammarly. My favorite of all time editing software.