what is that you are doing
asked the bright eyed child
looking at me curiously
as I pondered what to say
I am searching for a poem
seeking the words that fit
to express deep thoughts
or show the gentle feelings
the small face scrunches up
the child lost deep in thought
a gentle shaking of the head
I don't think I understand
I am only playing a game
using words instead of balls
but it isn't very easy today
I think I am out of vowels
with further contemplation
the wisdom has arrived
don't worry so much he said
you can sometimes use a Y
That is one of the top poems you have written. It's incredibly sweet, totally honest, and it flows like water quenching a thirst and cooling the air on a hot, muggy day. I want to read it many times.
ReplyDeleteI totally agree with Connie. This is the kind of poem that you find simple pleasure and an unexpected smile
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