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Momma's Wheelchair

Another glorious morning
               making oatmeal
          and then momma asked, 
         where is my wheelchair?
             Oh no! Did I dare?
           with a big wide stare!!
            I think, I think, I lost 
           momma's wheelchair

           Did I take it to Kindred?
                I asked instead
           I do remember seeing it 
               next to your bed
          Momma shook her head,
           with a look, "I'm dead"
       Can someone please, please 
        help me find momma's chair?

      It was silver and blue at my last sight
           I think I saw Tweety bird 
              passing that night. 
        Probably rolling down the halls
           taunting that old putty cat!!!
           Oh where, oh where is that
                   Tweety bird at?
                  you better bring 
         momma's wheelchair back!!!

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Andrea Dietrich

Date: 8/5/2015 7:50:00 PM

Hey, Yolanda. this is really cute. At the blog I saw that a Dr. Seuss contest is coming soon. This one could kind of fits the bill. It has that writer's whimsy and charm.

Yolanda Scott
Date: 8/5/2015 9:33:00 PM

Thanks Andrea. I will look into it. Have not entered any poetry contest as of yet. Maybe it's time!!! Thanks again. God bless!!!

Jan Allison

Date: 7/28/2015 1:23:00 PM

fun write Yolanda - the imagery made me smile:-) hugs Jan xx

Yolanda Scott
Date: 7/28/2015 1:38:00 PM

Thank you Jan, no telling where that tweety bird went with momma"s chair. Lol God bless!!!