Smell sunscreen on babe,
Reminds me of yesterday,
When teens were wee ones.
Two weeks gone from home,
Feels like a month dragging on,
Two weeks at home flies!
Feeding babe barley,
Notice grain on nose...lick it,
Eeeew, that's not barley!
Cenotaph
9 years ago
2 comments:
I liked the analogy of ur poem...
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I liked the peom too, but I liked the line:
Never say "I quit",
Unless to a greedy boss,
Say it loud and clear.
... more. Sounds like a line from a rebellious 60's song!
Glad to see you're getting comments!
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