Look at the hand!
Rain is falling down drip drop
Someone's green beret is flying away
A child is jumping over a puddle hop!
Cinnamon on a hot sahlep
is burning someone's upper gum
Look at the dry yellow hand!
Waving you goodbye
Before taking off into the wind
From the bald tree
Hoky poky!
2 comments:
Hoky poky to you too, beautiful Sherry. That is a lovely poem of a moment in time, like a snapshot of the senses.
Thank you! glad you enjoyed it...
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