Poetry from More Pink Elephants All poems by Mary Lafleur Copyright 1994, All rights reserved. For more information, contact:              Something Has begun Beneath the trees at the edge of the wood Beyond the fields where the gray mice run And over the hills where the bison stood -- Something has begun.             Along the cliffs at the edge of the sea Deep in the grass where the crickets sing And up in the clouds where the birds fly free -- Something's happening. Something's happening to someone Something silly or scary or fun And if someone tells someone else A story has begun -- A story that rings so incredibly true You'll know when you hear it It's all about you. Daring Do The kid with daring do will do it Says it's easy. Nothing to it. "When it's over," says the kid "They'll say I'm full of daring did." Whose Woods These Are Whose woods these are I haven't a clue. I don't see a sign anywhere, do you? I don't see a house or a yard or a car. No wait! There's a house, and it's beautiful, too. Oh, Hansel, I know where we are! We're over the rainbow, oh so far, And this could be Glenda's own house Made of sweets, Not like our old house, made of plywood and tar. Why don't we just help our two selves To these treats? They're probably all anyone here eats. Gumdrops and licorice and chocolate in rows, Instead of asparagus and cabbage and beets. Isn't life wonderful? Who could suppose We'd be so happy, but that's how it goes. And where life will lead us, nobody knows. And where life will lead us, nobody knows.                     back to top