Donna and the Crane

A good laugh can make our day.

 

Donna noticed a crane on the grounds

As she made her usual rounds

She liked to get some daily sun

And see what else was fun

We talked a bit during lunch

She knew a good one, I had a hunch

She said she'd been somewhat in awe

By the great big crane she saw

Oddly, a group of men working hard

Paid no attention to the bird in the yard

I said, "Folks come to Florida to see

Wildlife that we get to see for free."

Later, I asked Donna to describe the bird

For a poem, I wanted to use the right word

"What bird?"  Her blue eyes were bemused

"The crane, the crane!"  I was confused

"Well, this crane lifted a new AC unit to the roof"

"Oh, that kind of crane!  What a goof!"

We laughed and laughed and laughed. .

Virginia L. Wylie

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Virginia resides in Brookdale Orange City, Florida and is the author of the poetry that appears here. The views and opinions expressed in this poetry are those of the author and do not necessarily reflect those of Brookdale Senior Living.

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