November 5, 2007

Ode to a Water Bottle

*note to readers*
This one was written during the beginning of my senior year of high school and I don't have an exact date but I have given an approximate date as to when it was written.
*end note to readers*


I look at you
You’re only half full
And what I want to do
Is sit here and mull
Over why you must be
Not full to the top
But halfway empty
And so I sit
And I think
And I think
Then I open the lid
And take a drink
“Oh my”
Says I
When I’ve taken a drink
For it tasted like nothing
Or so I did think
There was no taste of
Apple, cinnamon, or pear
I set the bottle down
And before I put the lid back on top
With my nose I did smell
But alas
I found there
No smell at all
No smell like anything
Not like pie or cookies
So then I decided
That even without
A smell or a taste
I will say
That I still enjoy water

2 comments:

Not the usual said...

What a random poem! :D Though maybe I've missed something...

Emmy R. said...

This poem was written for a class project. We had to write it about an object that was near us...the only thing I had was a water bottle...so there you have it...LOL

so yes it is very random...

Emmy R.