untitled poem
COPYRIGHTED16.04.04 AUTHOR BARB WALKER
I WENT A WALKING IN THE WOODS,
TO CALM MY SPIRIT DOWN.
WHEN WHAT DO MY WONDERING EYES, DO SEE,
BUT A LITTLE MAN RESTING, BY THE BROOK.
I WATCHED HIM FOR WHAT SEEMED LIKE HOURS,
BUT HE IGNORED ME WHILE HE SANG.
THEN, HE TURNED, WITH A GLEEM IN HIS EYE,
AND SAID "'ELLO ME YOUNG LADY" OUT LOUD.
I JUMPED TEN FEET, STRAIGHT UP IN THE AIR,
HE GAVE ME SUCH A FRIGHT.
I BUMPED MY HEAD, AND SAW SOME STARS,
AND HAD TO LIE DOWN FOR A WHILE.
AS I CAME TOO, HE WAS RIGHT THERE,
WITH A CURIOSITY OF A LITTLE CHILD.
HE COCKED HIS HEAD, AS HE LOOKED AT ME,
AND THEN HE TURNED AWAY.
it's been a year and some months since i wrote this technically it should have been entered in march on St. Paddy's day but i just found it so deal with this people hehehehehe
I WENT A WALKING IN THE WOODS,
TO CALM MY SPIRIT DOWN.
WHEN WHAT DO MY WONDERING EYES, DO SEE,
BUT A LITTLE MAN RESTING, BY THE BROOK.
I WATCHED HIM FOR WHAT SEEMED LIKE HOURS,
BUT HE IGNORED ME WHILE HE SANG.
THEN, HE TURNED, WITH A GLEEM IN HIS EYE,
AND SAID "'ELLO ME YOUNG LADY" OUT LOUD.
I JUMPED TEN FEET, STRAIGHT UP IN THE AIR,
HE GAVE ME SUCH A FRIGHT.
I BUMPED MY HEAD, AND SAW SOME STARS,
AND HAD TO LIE DOWN FOR A WHILE.
AS I CAME TOO, HE WAS RIGHT THERE,
WITH A CURIOSITY OF A LITTLE CHILD.
HE COCKED HIS HEAD, AS HE LOOKED AT ME,
AND THEN HE TURNED AWAY.
it's been a year and some months since i wrote this technically it should have been entered in march on St. Paddy's day but i just found it so deal with this people hehehehehe

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