20 Mar 2013

A poem: Skipping

I keep finding old poems just lately, and as I am having a mass clearout of my emails I guess it was inevitable that I would find this, a poem I sent to myself! lol

I hope you like it....even if it rhymes again :D

Skipping



Skipping down the lane
With optimism and joy
With everything to gain
Having fun with a new toy

Tripping on the ground
And falling to your knees
There's nobody around
To listen to your pleas

Pull yourself back up to stand
Brush the dirt from your dress
Things never go quite as planned
You never do impress

Raise your chin and dry your eyes
Forget about the past 
It doesn't matter how many tries
The memories always last

It's time to start again and skip
And fill your heart with passion
Next time make sure you don't trip
It's not a passing fashion. 

5 comments:

  1. Such a lively little poem...so fitting for the Labradoodle that you are!...;)

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    1. lol! a poem about tripping would be more suited to my human side! :D Thanks as always.

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    2. This is wonderful, it should be set to music! Love it!

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  2. aah, like it. getting quite an anthology together. :-) x

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