Not
long ago
our
little table's glass top
burst
into a million little bits
sprinkling
down to the ground
in
heaps of sparkling diamonds.
Not
sure what made it happen.
It
looked so sad sitting there,
topless,
with two chairs to match
My
dear one rose to the occasion
he
spend day after day crafting
a
new top, made from wood and
assorted
bits and pieces creating art
Now
it shines again, better then new
because
this top was made with
love,
from the heart. Priceless!
Book
Spine Poetry #3
Without
Reservations (she abandoned)
A
Sensible Life
(following)
A Trail of Crumbs
(which
lead to) Educating Alice
(in
turn leading to) An Imaginative Experience
(across)The
Chamomile Lawn
(ending
with her) Harnessing Peacocks
Love it, such a great poem you managed to form from your book titles!
ReplyDeleteThank you, Estrella. It was great fun. Thanks for the inspiration.
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