Birthday

 

 

She had finally gone to bed

A long day almost over

Wandering in focused willinilly 

A joyful chore but with setbacks

 

First the list of necessaries 

Then to find them in this 

Lock downed retail desert 

Darkened stores empty shelves

 

At last the items all acquired 

Bonbons pastries all the things

She loves to hate but craves

Balloons and ribbons festoon

 

Her  birthday basket set upon

The breakfast table this COVID dawn

her sleepy eyes will feast and fawn

these unexpected treats anon 





Poetry by josephus The PoetBay support member heart!
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Written on 2021-04-24 at 16:00

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Ooh, 'willinilli', what a wonderful word, Joe. All at Coo & Co enjoyed this poem, Joe, pausing slightly in the third stanza for bonbons and pastries. We also appreciated the rhythms and rhymings :>)
2021-04-25