(poetry collection, 2013)
Plagiarised - 6
I stood out there for a few minutes,
listening to the far away drone of the freeway
and the occasional song of a bird.
Flowers are starting to bloom,
and I could smell...
and cut grass.
I’ll miss my pets
and my house
and this perfect weather,
but it is a small price to pay
to be in one of my favorite cities in the world,
working with people I love,
on a show that I'm intensely proud to be part of.