Just Down the Street

Just down the street there is a house

with one window

that looks like an eye that never sleeps.

I walk by it everyday

on my way home from school.

I imagine the people

who live there

have one eye too.

But not like a Cyclops.

I imagine them like pirates

with eye patches, and crooked smiles

with yellowed teeth.

I walk on the other side of the street

afraid of who might see

my imagination

hiding behind the tree.

This is for Magpie #52, thanks for another flight of fancy, Willow. Please check out this awesome writer's blog,

http://magpietales.blogspot.com/2011/02/mag-52.html