Where Are You Going Without Me
Where are you going without me?
Said the cloud to the sunbeam
As it gaily danced across the sky.
I am going to kiss the flowers,
Join the birds in song,
And warm the butterflies.
I won't be long she sang out,
Her voice was light and gay.
I cannot tarry to talk any longer,
For a sunbeam this is a perfect day.
I'll tickle the wings of bumble bees,
I'll tiptoe through the meadows,
Play hopscotch in the gentle rain;
When the day is almost over
I'll return to play hide and seek
With you again.
12 noon
September 8, 2003
(since 2003 I have added more to this poem)...
Cynthia
A Poet Who Loves To Sing
Copyright © Cynthia Alvez | Year Posted 2013
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