Ithoughtshewasbeing tallish withme
Awrenofcoloured hair
Butiamalwaysthelast to know
Andilovetonestinher lair
Famishedigetthinkingof her
Icouldfeastonhersmile alone
Sothatisthetaleofmylovely wren
Andthelongandshortofitis:she is the one


About Kitt

Sometimes a rhyme or couplet wanders across my consciousness. So, I share it. Other times I'm a hospice social worker; others, a Dad; others, southerner, New Orleanian, cajun enthusiast, voter, and on better days, a not-too-awful-poet/rhymster. Welcome to my page. Enjoy.

Posted on February 24, 2014, in Poem. Bookmark the permalink. Leave a comment.

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