isn't that a l'il young man

.


                    So i open’d one morn’n
                             The blindz
                                   Uv
                            My solarium
                         Facing the creek

                         there her’s were
                       washing the clothes
                            at the creek

                          think i thought
                                "wife"

                              thus did i
                        slick back my hair
                             and rush'd
                         'cross the creek
                      and ask'd her father
                          for her hand in
                                 wed
                            the old man 
                               said no
                                    
                                    i             
                                 wuz
                               robbed 

                                i wuz
                               twelve

                           

.

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

A comment has not been posted for this poem. Encourage a poet by being the first to comment.

Book: Radiant Verses: A Journey Through Inspiring Poetry