Been a while since I had a new poem, hasn't it? But I wrote another one tonight, inspired by a bit of a favorite daydream of mine lately. I hope you'll all enjoy it.
Cuddle
There is
A tin roof
Over
My front porch,
Someday,
I would like
To lay
In your arms,
Listen
To the rain
After lunch:
Sandwich,
A Grilled cheese
Or a
B.L.T.
Iced tea
Lemonade
Mixed like
Warm blankets
Rain sounds
and
Us.
A tin roof
Over
My front porch,
Someday,
I would like
To lay
In your arms,
Listen
To the rain
After lunch:
Sandwich,
A Grilled cheese
Or a
B.L.T.
Iced tea
Lemonade
Mixed like
Warm blankets
Rain sounds
and
Us.
a beautiful sweet little poem.
ReplyDeleteit reminds me of an evening in the italian countryside, some years ago...