Dark Gooey Puddle
Are you feeling befuddled,
or slightly bemuddled?
Does it feel like you’re standing in a dark gooey puddle?
Leap out of that hole,
and fling off your boots!
Climb up that tree,
and gobble down fruits.
I see you there smiling,
perched way up high,
free as a bird,
bright sun in the sky.
Copyright © Jean-Pierre Gregoire | Year Posted 2011
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