5/20 amos

Editor’s note: Amos is a churchmouse, unable to use the keyboard shift keys and unschooled in the art of punctuation.

amos recalls graduation

boss just seeing all the
young hamsters and little
mice dressed in their
multicolored cheesecloth
caps and gowns brought
back memories from many
days and gray hairs gone by

back in sixty-six it was
and there was a song
called quotes here boss –
giddy-up giddy-up
four-o-nine – end quotes
roaring up the top-forty
mouse music charts

i remember two friends –
steve a streetwise auto
mechanic mouse and curt
a cowboy countrified field
mouse – and i decided to
stay up all night after our
graduation at bugtussle high

we made a pledge not to get
snookered into sipping any
high-powered sewer water
but we still had fun driving
the main drag from the
refrigerator to the kitchen
garbage can in my
shiny 57 cheeserolet

well there we were at
midnight in the bugtussle
diner listening to
four-o-nine for the
twenty-second time and
curt was dying because he
had heard his favorite song –
i walk the line – by johnny
bash the bug in black only
twice the whole night long
and the rest of the diner s
customers were about to
drag us out by our tails

running out of things to do
curt had a brainstorm –
to head north for a dip
in big bug lake we grabbed
our multicolored baggy
cheesecloth swim suits
and started for the lake

when we got there it was
about two or three in the
morning but we didn t
care boss
we jumped in the lake
and splashed and swam
and swam and splashed
until we disturbed a
monstrous mudcat lying
on the lake bottom

we didn t know anything
until he swished by steve s
dangling tail – then he turned
and with gaping mouth tried
to gulp down curt and his
new cowboy hat – curt always
wore his cowboy hat

let s get outta here boys
curt yelled but steve and i
were already scrambling up
the rocky shoreline

when the excitement died down
and we stopped shivering and
shaking from the fright of
our near-death plight
we pitched our terry cloth
tents and promptly went to
sleep – having forgotten all
about our promise to stay
awake all night

two hours later the sun
struck us full in the face
and in our sleepy-eyed
stupor we stared at the
beauty of a yellow-blue-
orangy sunrise shining
all over the place

it was great boss
and then it hit us
that sunrise – that
beginning of a brand
new day on the plains –
was like god s sign and
promise to us –

that graduation wasn t
an ending but a brand new
beginning –
the promise of a life
filled with beauty hope
and joy in jesus

amos