Fields of Poetry
I don't know how to love him
What to do, how to move him
I've been changed. Yes, really changed
In these past few days when I've seen myself
I seem like someone else . . .
Tuesday, November 16, 2010
My darling mother, surprised was she
When strangers entered our humble abode
"Surprise Ma'm!" sang the five wage earner
And smiling she blew out the wishing taper.
"Oh, what did you wish?
Was it success or love."
"Hush! It's a secret
'tis for the heavens above."
And so the night ended with merriment and content
And away the wage earners, their hours well spent.
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