Shawn: 1984_PencilDrawing_Shawn by Carol Hershey

1/2/08_Poem by Betina Hershey

A good book
in a quiet
nook
with the smell
of jelly
being smeared
on crackers
for a snack,
ah the rain
can pour
down,
the snow may
pile and drift
but no one
will tear him
away
from his hero
slashing dragons
and the imminent
disaster
of aliens.
Except when the doorbell rings
and it's Joey from the next block
ready with his Star Wars figurines.