The Poem Girl
"Poetry is like a nice big quilt, with words and pictures, pieced together."
Monday, March 16, 2015
Riddle
Fast asleep I am,
Golden treasure am I.
Asleep in a beige cocoon,
Until opened I lie
You and your children consume me,
I am loved greatly.
What am I:
Answer: A peanut
Spring
The flowers are wakening,
Springtime is here!
Everywhere there is life
And plenty of cheer.
The sky's finally blue,
Except when April showers.
Afterward there are
Dozens of May flowers.
Springtime's a season
For pollen and sneezes,
Pollen all over
From the ground to the treeses.
Still even for that
I thank the Creator
Of spring I will
never
Be a hater!
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