The Elephant in the Yard
With your flowery ears
And your trunk in the air
The art on your skin so revealing
I cannot ignore you
It seems you’ve always been there
It’s my gaze from the road you keep stealing
Today I just stopped
Because your house is for sale
And so soon I’m quite sure you’ll be gone
Damn! I caught myself hoping
Expecting your presence
Would greet me every day from that lawn
