Wednesday, October 26, 2022

A Poem Should Be (25)

Fantastically never-never humdrum 
Boys and girls, and always 
 
Nurturing and delicious, say 
A lot like Mom and apple pie, 
 
With plenty a whiff 
Of Tinkerbell’s stuff, 
 
And just like that, 
The hard-to-swallow 
 
Thought we’ll be only 
Dust one day flies by! 
 
 

 

2 comments:

  1. I find myself wondering about Tinkerbell's fragrance, a whiff of which occupies the center of this stuff that we call a poem. This is a fine one, with a moving (flying) ending. I didn't feel myself aging at all as I reread this poem twice.

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  2. Thank you, but never forget: Third time's the charm, my forever-young friend! Hahaha!

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