Buddy Wants Daddy At Home
Buddy was angry with Daddy yesterday.
He tore up two couch cushions and a duck along the way.
A couple of books, rug, magazine, and mattress – air.
He wanted Daddy home – in his favorite chair.
The yard is a wreck; the porch a disaster zone.
We are still enthralled and entranced. Buddy is home.
Post Comments
Poetrysoup is an environment of encouragement and growth so only provide specific positive comments that indicate what you appreciate about the poem. Negative comments will result your account being banned.
Please
Login
to post a comment
Turn off ads, get more exposure for your poetry, and get more features with a
Premium Membership.
