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Paper Sacks I have Known – 2
Like a block of marble
waiting to be carved
A paper sack is art
waiting to be made
Because after Mom puts the
groceries away
The empty sack is full of
possibilities:
A royal crown with
construction-paper jewels
A Robin Hood hat if you
fold it just right
A Halloween mask for a
scary trick-or-treat
(Smell my feet; give me
something good to eat!)
A boat
A puppet
A pinata
A brave knight’s armor
A cat toy
A three-year-old-daughter
toy
A pony express rider’s
mail pouch
A kite (I could never make
mine fly)
A book cover without adverts
A canvas for crayon art
A luminaria
A matte to be cut out,
crayoned on, and framed
And after your art is sent
into the world
That tuckered-out sack,
that sleepy little sack
Is tucked into bed in the
warm garden soil
To awaken in the spring as
flowers for you!
Childhood - no batteries
or programming required
