Cheryl Hoffman Poet Light Verse

My Parents Favorite Motto

First hear it from my Mom and Dad,
at first I thought the idea absurd,
but then I thought what the heck,
so I went outside to look around and check,

Investigating every single inch of property,
some squirrels running by my young feet,
with my happiness being short lived,
when I noticed no money growing on our trees.



1-16-17

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Mike Hauser January 22, 2017 at 6:40 AM Hahaha! Cheryl Hoffman January 22, 2017 at 8:57 AM Life would be more sweet if there was such thing as a money tree! Thanks Mike~Che :)

Lim'Rik Flats January 19, 2017 at 8:44 AM My knees reach past my knuckles//my fruit trees all grow chuckles//I make wine//all the time//from bells and bills and buckles. Whew! Don't have a clue where that came from, but I'm sure glad I finally got to be silly on your poem page again! Huggaluggamoochkanoodles! ~ john Cheryl Hoffman January 19, 2017 at 9:15 AM Hey, that is one crazy (but cute) rhyme John! Thanks for witty visit and huggaluggamoochkanoodles back~Che

Matthew Anish January 18, 2017 at 10:27 PM No the maddening green stuff doesn't grow on trees. I enjoyed this amusing piece! Peace & Love Matthew Anish Cheryl Hoffman January 19, 2017 at 7:38 AM I guess none of us would work for a living then, lol! Thanks for visit & kind comment Matthew!:)

Freddie Robinson Jr. January 17, 2017 at 12:50 PM Very witty and funny, of course, Cheryl. A nice delightful take on an old, imaginatively wise poem. Love and peace to you. Cheryl Hoffman January 17, 2017 at 7:18 PM Thank you so much Freddie; have to go pull some $100 bills off my tree now, lol! L & P back~Che