I Am Down!

I was a young boy when I was told I am dull joy 
I envied my playmates when they show me their toys
I got nothing but a piece of small toy of no hand soldier
I picked it in the mud of our house under
I kept it as a promised that I must submit
I am a poor to bet my playmates were rich 
I am determined to keep that I am indeed a bit
I am but a chip of delight!
Copyright © | Year Posted 2009

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Kendrick Avatar
September 7, 2009 at 3:13 AM
Poverty is only external. Internally you are rich with words which you have expressed. Sara
Mason Avatar
September 4, 2009 at 10:43 AM
Thanks for bringing your talent to PoetrySoup, Neldy. Hope to read lots more from you!
Chircop Avatar
August 31, 2009 at 3:17 PM
chip of delight with a good talent in poetry..awesome--charma
Burton Avatar
August 22, 2009 at 11:31 PM
enjoyed this poetry... so origianl, i could see the playmates and the mud.. enjoy your night:)
Mason Avatar
August 22, 2009 at 10:55 AM
A chip off the old block hey, Neldy ... LOL ... cute write here.
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