He sat and pondered on his couch

engrossed by such a  day

the clock forgot to set itself

and the shadows ran astray

He’d sat enthralled much earlier

inside a chicken coop

grew feathers on his arms and legs

and hollered out a “whoop!”

No chicken soup tonight, he thought

those birds might yell at me

gingerly, of course they would,

but not a guarantee

The plumes were gone but there he sat

in room with critter clocks

Ben was clever, and Ben was glad

to live outside a box.

Painting by CD-W (1 of 3 in my Ben series)

daily word prompt: Gingerly