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Friday, February 17, 2012

Good Morning

This morning when the sun
began to glow,
the rooster raised his head
to start his crow.

To cock-a-doodle-do
he opened wide his beak,
but the only sound that came
was his hissing squeak.

Poor old rooster
not a soul could he wake
as each of us slept through
his crowing mistake.

Rooster had a sore throat,
no one knew what to do.
 Everybody slept late--
we all had sore throats too.


     I hope this poem finds you well today.  But have you ever had a time at your house when everyone was sick?  Or have you ever had a cold that made you talk funny?  Try writing a poem about being sick.  Have fun.
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6 comments:

  1. Linda A.February 17, 2012 at 3:54 AM

    Joy,
    Your poem's ending caught me by surprise. Very clever. I hope the rooster and the people he wakes feel much better soon.

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  2. Donna EarnhardtFebruary 17, 2012 at 4:02 PM

    JOY! THis is precious! I loved the ending. It reminds me of some of Jack Prelutzky's poems.

    hugs,
    Donna

    p.s. glad we could be someone's inspiration today. LOL! :)

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    1. JoyFebruary 18, 2012 at 3:35 AM

      Donna,
      I love the poem PANCAKE TORTOISE, Cee and Zee, your 8 and 9 year old daughters have posted on your blog at http://wordwranglernc.wordpress.com/
      I hope lots of people drop by to read it. on Good Morning

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    2. Donna EarnhardtFebruary 18, 2012 at 8:34 PM

      I am going to pass along your sweet words to my girls! My Zee will be very interested in your blog. She loves poetry and will end up reading your daily posts, I'm sure!

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  3. AnonymousFebruary 17, 2012 at 4:59 PM

    I like this one... cloey

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  4. Heidi MordhorstFebruary 19, 2012 at 4:53 AM

    Hi, Joy--

    This is a cute one, and you're right, there is something special (in a bittersweet kind of way) when everyone in the household is sick together. I'm the rooster at my house, and if Mama don't crow then no one gets up!

    In my pinctuation poem, I did type "whether" on purpose, but only because I could. I'm still waiting to see WEATHER it adds anything. : )

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