Since Hanna Moved Away
The tires on my bike are flat.
The sky is grouchy gray.
At least it sure feels like that
Since Hanna moved away.
Chocolate ice cream tastes like prunes.
December's come to stay.
They've taken back the Mays and Junes
Since Hanna moved away.
Flowers smell like halibut.
Velvet feels like hay.
Every handsome dog's a mutt
Since Hanna moved away.
Nothing's fun to laugh about.
Nothing's fun to play.
They call me, but I won't come out
Since Hanna moved away.
Credit
From If I Were in Charge of the World and Other Worries . . ., published by Macmillan, 1981. Used with permission.
Author
Judith Viorst

Born in Newark, New Jersey, in 1931, Judith Viorst is the author of many works of poetry and prose both for children and adults
Date Published: 1981-01-01
Source URL: https://poets.org/poem/hanna-moved-away