Medium shadows; now long and low
Tickle me and usher me in
To write poems
And order laws to repeal themselves
A warning shot fired overhead
Arithmetic, yes, wet clothes
The numbers seem to paint
Scenes from my childhood
The Land by Vita Sackville-West
Was a square peg in my round hole
Whittling it down
Was done under our club tree
No words were spoken then
But nests were made
As big sister played
First day at school on our first day at school
4 comments:
Yes, my little pumpkin....I'm still here, still reading, still enjoying. Love the shadows.
This is far more better than some comments I've read lately.
Congratulations for the shadows and the memories...
:-)
I'm sorry I know I shouldn't laugh but one line had me pissing myself. That only reason being is that it's from you. If anyone else wrote it I wouldn't laugh. But when Minge says; "Was a square peg in my round hole"
One just can't help but take it in a naughty way. Oh the images that went through my head! LOL
Your hole's not that round btw!
Wonderful.
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