The little bird sings
chirp, chirp tweet--
its happy little song.
Chirp, chirp, cheep,
chirp, chirp, tweet
all day long.
I've got to tell you, I MUST, really love writing poetry because I've been working on poems all day and I just looked up at the clock and realized it was almost 5 o'clock! I haven't eaten lunch, I haven't started dinner. I'm in trouble because I'm going to be running late until I go to bed. But, I'm feeling wonderful because I got some good work done today. For your poetry prompt, how about writing a couplet about being last or behind? Have fun writing.
Well, I don't think the birds are behind, Joy. I hear them chirping each morning now. Glad to hear about your good day!
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ReplyDeleteYou substituted one kind of work for another. I am glad your day brought joy to you!
Sounds like a very satisfying day!
ReplyDeleteGood for you. I had the awful kind of day that took me away from my writing, but I am also behind on everything else. Tomorrow will be a better day!
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