Punch-uation

(From my Archives)

On this fine and lovely morning
the view outside was pure elation
for, dripping down the treetops
I saw a rain of exclamation

Something shone in people's eyes
with a blink they sent me sparks
When I investigated those looks,
they turned out to be question marks

A little further down the road
"not another traffic jam, oh ma!"
Stuck between my brake and clutch
winking at me was a shiny comma

Free from the jam I zipped ahead
to not rush would've been a catastrophe
for, we the employees belong to the office
If you see it my way, we're like the apostrophe

Later in the day I met one more look
something that stopped my skip and hop
Standing there with glaring eyes was boss
armed with a threatening full stop!

© Smita Rajan
March 10 2006