Almost Haiku

Slept until ten.
Must be a record.
No, that would be
the day
That I slept until noon.

Working with children
is a humbling
Experience
that happens to give you
a backache.

My feet
are no bigger than those
of an
Australopithecus
named Lucy.

Eight days more
and I'll never
survive
the wait and the cold
hands.

When faced with writing
a paper or two
it seems that I write
poems
and not haikus.

My mind is such a weird place to be sometimes.
WolfGrrl