could relate to the cow
jumping over the moon
but was never comfortable
and a little confused with the
dish running away with the spoon
until this dish ran away
with the spoon when she was 19
and then it all made sense
next time
this dish is running away
with a white knight
dish running away with the spoon
until this dish ran away
with the spoon when she was 19
and then it all made sense
next time
this dish is running away
with a white knight
where she will sit on a cushion
and sew a fine seam
and feed upon strawberries sugar and cream
and feed upon strawberries sugar and cream
Oh my! A good poem and a sad realization! Sometimes perspective is gained with distance and time and age!
ReplyDeleteNice one, Rall.
ReplyDeleteNice one... we chose the same rhyme! 💞Suzanne
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