A/N: This is a poem about Kirara and what she sees everyday. Please leave feedback in a review and I hope ya like. Oh, help me figure out what characterI should write about next, ideas are greatly appreciated.

From Silent Eyes

Humans are so strange at times
But I follow them along
Even if it means hearing "HENTAI!!"
And my ears are ringing as Shippo yawns

Today we all awake
Start to trudge across a grassy plain
The monk has grown suddenly happy
And the slayer has found something to be slain

Everyone does something
Habit, I guess
Miroku definitely has one
Groping Sango's butt or chest
But my master can't think it's that bad
For she blushes at his touch
She must get some pleasure
Some sentimental rush
Or maybe it's the rage making her face color
Whatever it is, I'm sure it's true
I look back at the unconscious monk
His face has an adapted hue
InuYasha laughs and says something quite crude
This is where the next routine ensues

Humans are so strange at times
But I follow them along
Even if it means hearing "SIT!"
And seeing InuYasha create an imprint in the lawn

The monk has some company on the grass
As InuYasha mutters and stands back up
"Stupid wench..."He mutters, something about kicking ass
Kagome sighs, we continue on
I can tell she likes him, can't everyone?
Then why doesn't he see, where her gaze always seems to land upon
Maybe he does, I'm not sure
Asking about the hanyou's feelings is asking for massacre
Then again, maybe I won't understand humans at all
Why they hide so much to make sure they'll never fall
But isn't it worth risking the plunge?
Because from what I see, the risk is zero to none

Humans are so strange at times
But I follow them along
Even if it means saying nothing at all
Day in and day out every dawn