
Why, oh why
must the sun fill the sky
so early?
Maybe if I try to be shy
he will turn away
and be less surly.
”Wait, what did you say from up in your sky of bright blue?”
”Good morrow,” he smiled gently, and then added,
”Peek a Boo!”
I say, it may be a grand day after all…
Copyright CKP words
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Thanks for the wisp of inspiration, Dan! She’s a lovely alluring blossom. 🙂
8 responses to “I’m Not Here #poetry”
That’s a delightful poem, Cheryl.
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Thanks Dan. I hope I did your photo justice. 🙂
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More than I could imagine.
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😊
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That made me smile.
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Mission accomplished!
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A captivating poem, Cheryl! Hope all is well with you. Have a great week! ❤
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Thanks Cheryl. I hope your day is perfect.
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